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  • Where the head is held high
    and the chest swells with pride

    Where the eyes see fearlessness
    and the mind plots for prosperity and prowess

    Where the legs march towards ambition
    and the ears hear only the calling of the higher

    Where the feet trample on idiots and their injustice
    and the finger reaches out to the weak

    Where the hands write songs of victory of the collective
    and the lips quiver on singing the song of that land

    Where the arms hold on the everything, strong, against opression and time
    Such is a nation that I will build, such is a nation that I will call mine

    Join me in this war against crime and its proponents,
    let us march forward, fist clenched, eyes focussed
    this is our time, let us move beyond denial and vehement
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