A balmy gentle breeze
Which fills the heart.
A cascading flow of waters
Which slakes the thirst.

At times, a noisy tempest
Raging raising the dust,
Unearthing the secrets,
And uprooting the trees.

And the mighty lamp post
Which illumines our sight
To step with trust,
Along the dark route.

The angel of justice,
Without prejudice.
Hail thee, evermore,
The savior of freedom!

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