It was a mission that looked so impossible to fulfill,

In the aftermath of the initial battle that was fought,

He could not raise his arms in warfare anymore.

He was the greatest warrior, had been, but will he always be?

The multitude stood before him, faces that looked like thunderstorm, raging with fire, children cried out to him, arms stretched out to help him to his feet. He was their only hope.

The women walked out naked, daring him to bestow upon them the freedom they desired. He stood up, intensified by the crowd urging him, nudging him, he struggled to get up, he fought, he conquered, he set them free.

He joined his lover with intensified heat, locked her up in his bruised arms, and kissed her.

Be daring to conquer

Be daring to live up to the challenge

Be daring to claim what’s your’s!

 

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