Master, taking Your name's trust,
I'll navigate the unplumbed sea.
Obstructive pebbles having crushed,
Your song I'll go on singing.
Head held high and facing forward–
With a hand bearing Your standard,
Worn on brow triumph's tilak,
I'll create a new humanity.
I won't remain with undecided mind–
Everybody's appetite must be satisfied,
In every life ambrosia multiplied;
Right of survival I'll concede.
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Humanity can't tolerate starvation.
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