Long ago in these very lands,
is where old fellows once stood;
Together as one strong strand,
till one day balance shook.
Discord? Unheard.
Distrust? Unearthly.
Prospered united as a herd,
Until came along one unhearty.
Then two, then more;
All of earth was no more
A place of glee,
For now it was all just greed.
Truces, Betrayal and what not—
All for power.
Earth transformed into a moral rot,
Leaving behind no flower
Like minds divided.
Nations decided.
Some o’ mighty,
Some so tiny.
Thus thrived might
And enslaved the tidd.
Nations small,
Forced to crawl.
A singular cry,
Let out alone—
A one cry,
Before a great dawn.