I was the ash
They sprinkled into the dry air
I was the smoke
That billow from the red chimney….
But I phoenix into a boundless bird.
I got burnt and metamorphose
Into the great power
Fire dare not devour!
The Fire that pained
Pay me a beauty of a fine Gold.
I was wrestled by many coward warriors
But i fought on, and on
Till i won.
Innoalifa! (I am a warrior)