It was a strongest and a deadly hit.
It was a more or less a moral disarmament.
It was an attack highly unfit.
The players were wrongly poised.
One side was loaded with strength.
The other was weak but juxtaposed.
The uneven status reposed a tug of length.
The majority went about with much fanfare.
They were drunk with enormous power.
The lonely set about with subdued affair.
They remained calm in an isolated tower.
The advocates of law confirm that mighty would win.
The task of the powerless would dissipate as dust.
It would be so in most issues but not in fronts genuine.
The manipulating schemed would certainly go bust.
Initial setbacks should not be a deciding factor.
The painful struggle would reap a fortune.
That which stand for truth might be a detractor.
Surely sincerity would harmonise the tune.
So say the epics and the ballads in a lively tone.
Mythology embedded in them elicits morals with illustrations.
The incidents and the routine affirm the same with a groan.
It goes without saying that truth triumphs with distinction.