At times no concessions; even when you stop the desperately strangulated teenager; from committing heinously unforgivable suicide,
At times no concessions; even when you unflinchingly break the backbone of disparagingly coldblooded crime; metamorphosing every bit of terrorizing loneliness
into the aisles of triumphantly resplendent freedom,
At times no concessions; even when you stand like invincible fortress to sequester the miserably bereaved widow; from lasciviously scurrilous gestures of the conventionally ostracizing society,
At times no concessions; even when you wholeheartedly embrace the disastrously orphaned urchin; compassionately nourishing him with every ingredient of your scarlet blood; while the world outside brutally lambasted at gay abandon,
At times no concessions; even when you exhausted even the most infinitesimal iota of your jubilant happiness; to regally replenish the lives of all those savagely breathing under the sordidly treacherous gutter pipes,
At times no concessions; even when you irrefutably supported the cause of eternally sparkling truth; with every step that you tread; ruthlessly excoriating your flesh like a billion macabre thorns,
At times no concessions; even when you altruistically sacrifice your very own profoundly loved ones; for the sake of liberating your timelessly fragrant and revered motherland,
At times no concessions; even when you desecrate evil from its very non-existent roots; celestially disseminate the essence of eternally symbiotic humanity,
At times no concessions; even when you enlighten unconquerable lamps of ebullient hope; in all those dwellings incarcerated within chains of mordantly disparaging despair,
At times no concessions; even when you selflessly shatter every conceivable bone of your intrepid body; to save the innocuous infant from perniciously insidious drowning,
At times no concessions; even when you benevolently donate every penny of your hard earned wealth; just to see the most pricelessly unassailable smile; on the
miserably chapped lips of the disheveled beggar boy,
At times no concessions; even when you treacherously bleed to extinction; in the process of becoming the voice of the tyrannically divested; indefatigably fighting for their cause till your last breath,
At times no concessions; even when you fearlessly confronted the traitors army singlehandedly; incessantly chanting the name of your mothersoil; as they truculently pulverized every ingredient of your handsome countenance,
At times no concessions; even when you uncontrollably shiver in morbidly freezing blackness; just to ensure that every single space of your philanthropic dwelling
was inhabited by; witheringly decrepit mankind,
At times no concessions; even when you entirely abandoned each of your fantastically tantalizing dreams; magnanimously dedicating every pore of your body; to the Samaritan service of your respected nation,
At times no concessions; even when you charred your visage to insipidly threadbare ash; frantically attempting to save the mystical forests from torching under the salacious tumult of adulterated fire,
At times no concessions; even when you chivalrously stripped every cranny of your poignant flesh; to passionately embrace the dreary traveler; who was just a pair of grotesquely emaciated bones,
At times no concessions; even when you tirelessly march on your mission to make every person on this earth; prosperous; employed and literate; although fangs of devastatingly forlorn cancer viciously stabbed your intricate veins and blood,
At times no concessions; even as you unfurled into the immortally vibrant colors of goodness and unassailable love; austerely crippling your every inevitable desire; so that the planet continued to exist as a gorgeously charismatic paradise,
O! Yes at times no concessions given to you for doing even the absolute best you could for every construable fraternity of mankind; for invincibly protecting countless lives even as you expunged your very last breath; for being an implacably truthful harbinger of humanity at every path you took timeless stride,
As the greatest concession given to you perpetually by Lord Almighty; was the carpet of vivaciously gifted and fantastically supreme life.
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