This idea has been handed down in mythology, but genetic studies have recently confirmed that Europeans did originate in Central Asia.

We burst out of Asia,
killing as we came—
white-skinned savages.
We should not forget
our Past.

Horsemen, we pitched tents
in new found forests and
learned to mark our flesh with woad.
Here we watched the familiar moon
shine through the limbs
of oaks, silent witnesses to
a thousand stone age winters.
At sacred nines and sevens
we appeased the appetite
of a double-headed axe
with the blood
of used-up kings.

Born of captive women,
our blonde brats squatted,
naked in the dust.
Young wolves, they cut teeth
upon their grandsires’ bones—
Their eyes blue chips—
cold and hard—
our Future
in the West.