Vivid losses amidst curdled screams.

A land of sorrow, amongst fields of waste.

Fill the void in this black, lifeless place.

Timid hearts cast on shadows dark shore

Cry out in agony forever more.

Childhood remains but a single dream

As those lost in darkness to hope cling.

For a new beginning has now begun

As former pacifist now take to the gun.

Arise now and join this song,

For the wanton ones have suffered too long.

Victory is ours and soon we will be free,

Less the hawks of hell complete their plan

To enslave the gentle peace loving man.

J. Allen Wilson © 2003