'Penned' 26 March 2022

Whence once were we not embowed 
In bloody battles between beliefs
Of broken destructive dreams
Of which we cannot escape

Lost in depths of depleted hopes
Upon layers and layers the forlorn souls
Fossilised into fuel from ideologies unfulfilled
Of which we cannot emancipate

Oh horrors we yearn not to see
For the pain might mask forged joy
Of our destiny depressing to be
And our fate so everlasting

So to our fate we march emboldened
Singing loud and proud and patriotic
Unencumbered by notions of humanity 
Of which we cannot entertain 

Whence once were we not embowed
In bloody battles between beliefs
Of broken destructive dreams
Of which we cannot emerge