Put the iron to fire,
make it glowing red to flow,
give it to the rain to rust,
or freeze to the coldest ice,
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Goodness always wins. On the surface it may seem that wickedness is winning. Just below the thin layered surface, the wicked suffer and the good rejoice Wow this is a wonderful and thought provoking poem
We have to be happy if it happens this way! Good poem!
Unity and will are powerfully amazing. And together they are an unbeatable force. Great poem. 10