Among our bouts of adolescence
Lies a fire deep, its kindled presence
Enough to start a war on naught
For war was all we ever wrought
Upon this Earth. We yearned to change
Their rules that lie, that rearrange.
We rose to see our efforts fail
And mightiest supporters fell.
So now we lie in iron chains
To rot away whilst our foe gains.
Both pedigree we put to shame
And allies free, who saw us lame.

In years of darkness, brooding thought
Had tortured us. We sorely bought
Our lives away through sundry act
Instead of holding nation’s back:
Oblivious to horizon’s edge,
Unable to see beyond law’s pledge.
Complete with shame, at prison’s leave
We traveled home to sadly grieve
On unjust scars our souls have made.
We left our past to slowly fade…
But still, we lack our rightful place
While sovereigns rule our lives to waste.

The day was young,
A bright sky shown.
By river's edge
There lay a stone
Which listened to
Soft rapid's drone
And wind's delightful
Monotone.
And all around
Lay nature's own,
Too soon disturbed
By harsh man's tone.
He swiftly came
Upon such stone,
'Twas touched by flesh
And cruelly thrown.

The stone flew true.
Its bold, smooth crest
Pleased thrower well,
Pride swelled his chest.
At last, arm's dance
Had tired guest
And so he left
There, unimpressed.
Alone, it fell
With tragic zest
To timely meet
Sweet blue's caress.
And there was where
It lay to rest:
In waters deep,
In waters blessed.