through time and space
that we would take our noble place
What meaning this did declare
A reason why the natives stare
Oh why then this?
We did so mutter...
lest not knowing why we shutter
Chosen for this burdened fate,
with hope that time would soon negate
To whimsical winds do est us bend and curtsy,
yet not be heard our pleas for mercy
While burning limbs in flaming kindle,
they not consider why we dwindle
Then after such horrendous slaughter,
what shall you tell your sons...
your daughters ©
“A new day will dawn for those who stand long, and the forests will echo with laughter”
~ Led Zeppellin