A Clan of Dark Warriors
when the masquerades came
they brought the drums
to the forests of our clan
the pipers came forth
with ready pipes upon their arms
the dancers came out en mass
& the forests saw a full ceremony
of the ancient drumming & dancing -
then their sceptre went up to the sky
calling for our response
within the three full moons
then mbari-warriors came in their valour
they came: they saw the cloudy sky
& our warriors drenched in the blood
called forth by the battalion-gods
a clan of dark warriors
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