My heart woke to the morn
In my body's blood my hands curled
Be this age to gone

Wounded in battle from scars
not shown
Seen to the day's stretch

The world's infest lulls me to
another breath
In so they creep
Infested deep

Outside we crawl to the tax on
our soul's
No better known as we believe  
the food that's fed in lies

A day to come before us
stands in life
Our hope commands

Weak in hand
I fear
I stand
I fight another day ....Lest we forget