“ You are the language so universalyou are forgottenBe my linguistTurn meinto your words. ”
There is a warin your nameI have martyred yousold you to freedomoh, Freedom
~ Bänoo Zan
When it was all overthe centuries startedto roll by and history was writtenby thosewith no storiesmisery turned into myth and figures of speech played catalyst to happiness
