With this stick i point to northnAnd take with me solitude and chivalry.nThe river runs south and washes back,nEroding fear.n Eroding fear.nnTwo time survival.nTwo time survival.nnThey will come from the hillnAnd render barren a city once fertile.nnSpikes will be driven on tracks from the compass to both poles.nThree cities with blood red streets.nDragged behind a horse-drawn cart.nYou were always one step in front.nnFive times we chant the name of the creator,nBut she never answers. she is sleeping sweetly.nWith this knife i cut civility, and leave four chards of glass.nnOn the 6th day,n(I trade my place)nIn the silent shade of night.nnThe eighth step into ninth affray.nThe seventh whisper of reason.nnTwo time survival.nTwo time survival.nn(Nothing in the world can take the place or persistence nTalent will not, nothing is more common the unsuccessful men with talent.nGenius will not, unrewarded genius is almost a proverb.nEducation will not, the world is almost full of educated derelicts.nPersistance and determination are omnipotent.nThe slogan 'Press On' has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race.)nnThe eighth step into ninth affray.nThe seventh whisper of reason.