A Warrior's Poem - From Inner Mongolia
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Daniel Brick
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In summer flowers cover the grasslands,
and home thoughts are deep in my heart.
But I have a mission to fulfill for my Khan
and our people. May the Sky God protect our tribe,
as he protects the flowers blooming with life.
When snows come and cover the grasslands
like a shroud, the flowers die, as they are
born to. I will kneel in prayer for my Khan
and for our people. My journey completed,
my soul at peace, I will lie beneath the grass.
And above me, new flowers will sway in the grasslands.
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