

Me and My PeopleDawns breaking unveils a saffron sheet upon rivers and plains, Tall buildings and drains. I gaze upon all this in aweMe and My People
As questions gadabout within my core. Will it always be like this? A land filled with beauty, yet ruled by a beast.
The morning air fills my peoples lungs They have different skins and different tongues. But theyre all together, worrying and scurrying; Will we manage to get bread ? Or will we all just end up dead?
But KNOW THIS: they are indeed an amazing bunch, Cracking jokes about their troubles over tea or, if you


UNIFY OR CHOOSE TO DIE(Zimbabwe ndeyeropa, tisavatye tisavagopa)UNIFY OR CHOOSE TO DIE
Invite yourselves, You have nothing on your shelves! Invite your chaps, There are deserts in your taps! Come together, meet, For the country has no meat! I know No electricity But still, this needs publicity. We have two choices, We hear two voices.
UNIFY!! or CHOOSE TO DIE!!


The SaintsDarkness' veil once held the land captive. For years, the chaos that corrupted so many went unopposed until finally four awoke from the five elements. For eighteen years they fought against the corruption, not once seeming to succeed. They never got close and finally, they were all murdered in a slaughter, however their valiant effort was not once forgotten by those who suffered from the darkness' reign.The Saints
The Pyro fought the vice, burning the bearer with his fire of ice and sun. The Zephyr used his powers to create furious storms which ate away the malevolence. 
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"Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well?
To bear too tender, or too firm a heart,
To act a lover's or a Roman's part?
Is there no bright reversion in the sky,
For those who greatly think, or bravely die?"
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