In the Distance
An earthen pathway long forgotten
For many ages left untrodden
A relic not ruined but long forsaken
By dusty feet, this road’s not been taken
Through whispering woods, to ford flowing waters
Across fertile fields, through verdant green valleys
Who can say where it now shall wander
Through lands that wars have split asunder
What memories now will be unspoken
Their secrets forever lie unbroken
Friends’ councils ignored, a warning unheeded
Words spoke in anger to end a nation
Death to the people who once lived and thrived
A people whose rulers clashed and strived
Proud kings to wisdom listened not
Mustered the armies, the battle they fought
Decimation, demise, a people destructed
The sole remnant of which is a road long abandoned
What wages will teach us the cost of our actions
Why must we split into divided factions
A people’s legacy, all that’s left is a road
Remember it well, for we reap what we sowed.
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