There Can Be No Place For Self

Let Me Alone: I Have Yet My Legs And One Arm. Tell The Surgeon To Make Haste And His Instruments. I Know I Must Lose My Right Arm, So The Sooner It's Off The Better.

There Can Be No Place For Self Entirely

In Honour I Gained Them, And In Honour I Will Die With Them.

I Have Only One Eye, I Have A Right To Be Blind Sometimes... I Really Do Not See The Signal!

It Is My Turn Now; And If I Come Back, It Is Yours.