A king enquires and gives sentence
Just to prevent future offence.
Wield fast the rod but gently lay
This strict mildness prolongs the sway.
His cruel rod of dreadful deed
Brings king's ruin quick indeed.
As men the king a tyrant call
His days dwindled, hasten his fall.
Whose sight is scarce, whose face is foul
His wealth seems watched by a ghoul.
Whose word is harsh, whose sight is rude
His wealth and power quickly fade.
Reproofs rough and punishments rude
Like files conquering power corrode.
The king who would not take counsels
Rages with wrath-his fortune fails.
The king who builds not fort betimes
Fears his foes in wars and dies.
The crushing burden borne by earth
Is tyrants bound to fools uncouth.
AVOIDING TERRORISM
