He was walking up
Through the yellow and hard land
So he was so astonished
When he saw the hills
He saw how they are great
How they are so proud
Like knots get victory
After hard and hard fight
The battle was going difficult
But they were so patient
They stood in rows
As they wanted to give that
important
Battle
To their lovely queen
She governed with justice
The justice which was established
On four legs of laws
First do not differ between your
people
Do not rank other over another
Do not let the spoil increase the
danger
By haring him his greed
He dreamt
The queen was walking
on streets
Without any guards or fear
The advanced and fare were
everywhere
The enemies desired to be there
That dry land might be wet
When the justice appeared
He saw winds blowing up
Making a flying mount
It could cover the whole land
He had to cover
Every inch of his skin
Till the storm had ended
When he was up
He saw a ghost
He wiped his eyes
After he had cleaned his body
He adjourned his clothes
He gazed and escaped
Thinking he was a jinn or ghost
When he stood and looked
He screamed
The ghost was the mad one
Who children chased him
Throwing him with stones
Calling, "mad one, he
is!"
He ran faster
But suddenly he had hardly heard
The man said that he was not mad
He stopped and looked
He asked,'' so, why do they call
mad?
He approached and stretched his
hand
The man feared at first
He looked at other pale face
He could recognize his eyes
He could see how he suffered
The injustice make hole in self
Make it prisoner at horror of cave
Surrounding him with wall of
unsafe
The doubt filled every inch of his
thought
He could not believe
Or even get any faith
But as the dessert was dry
As the weather is so wild
And you can't meet new faith
Or heard good or bad news
You may search for friends
Even they might the wolves
That was occurred
He remembered that tale
The man was gone away
He was accused by away
He was so oppressed
He travelled so wide
He left out of any boundary
He saw no human body
So had to experience that land
He had to get food
At any time of the night
Or at day when the sun was so
angry
The heat can burn any thing
There was no building or tree
To make shadow for one to get
under
To decrease and get rest
He made his clothes as the cover
To protect him from the heat
He had to hunt
He must get his aim from the first
shot
Or he could not get no food
What a matter!
Why he was the only to suffer!
Why must he do that awful?
And that life, when will it end?
First he cried
He cried a lot
But he remembered
Every good he did
If the dessert is so rustic
He must be ungainly
So he had to live at any way
He trained for throwing arrows
To get his aim at first one
To hunt and get his want
Or the food was not found so easily
He ate that plant
It was so bitter
The taste of his mouth was so awful
With the water that is rare
At this wild of that area
But he had to stay
Suddenly he heard them
The howl of wolves was heard
They became so nearest
They planned to hunt him
The way to get them out
The fire
He prepared the plants
In minute great fire was on
They all stopped
In spite of attack them
He did not
It was a deal
He must not go to their area
And they must not
He knew as their forces was equalized
The deal was going right
He was out
With his weapon
For his happy
He found a lost horse
He chased and run after him
The horse was faster
The man lied on the earth
But he did not lose his hope
He walked, following the mark of his feet
He found it
He hid before the hill
He caught a strong rope
He threw over the horse's neck
He failed
The horse escaped
The man was so hunger
His hungry was so enormous
He found what?
A rat!
That is the wild
He jumped with full concentrate
He caught
He grilled it after killing
He had to eat
As there was no source for food
He had to chase his hunger
He still hungry
The sense of unexpected move was felt
It was great snake
He laughed
The both must be at war
One must get dead
The winner will live
And looser was the other
They faced
The mind was presented
The eyes had not blink
The body of snake was ready
To jump over the higher empty
His hand caught his arrow
The first attacker will be happy
And win if the attack was right
If the failure was from his luck
The enemy took the step
He would be vanished
It jumped up
He expected and bowed
Lifting his spear up
Towards the body which jumped
The spear could caught
As he was so clever
But he was not
The death face learnt
He pressed it
Till it moved
Its head towards him
He caught a big stone
With several strikes, it was killed
He could eat it
After preventing the poison vein
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