Through the fire
we battle through
tho' it rages,
it's what we do.

The blood that stirs
inside our viens,
it runs deep and solid,
worth much more to us
then the simple gains.

We are baptized and blessed,
through the trials abroad,
we are made sturdy yet compromising,
unlike our God.

We are but tools,
in this life we gladly live,
as we learn it's not how much we take,
but by how we give.

Through the fire,
we are washed,
cleansed,
you might say,
because we always wait,
for the start of a new day.

Through the fire some harrow,
to put the blaze asunder,
all of them gave some,
but some gave all,
and are buried six feet under.

Through the fire,
we realize,
that we'll always rise through the ashes,
no matter the conflict,
no matter how many times,
our civiliztion clashes.

Through the fire,
we finally see,
that the importance of Man is not "I",
but rather the "WE"
of our humanity.

Through the fire we travel,
a long and narrow trail,
but even through the trials,
we know we shall prevail.