The Fear

The fear is upon us,
the enemy has won.

The fear is upon us,
the great change has begun.
What rises from the ashes,
what will we see that day?
What rises from the ashes
will be this lands new way.
Futures are ours to choose,
will life be fear or fame?
Futures are ours to choose,
will we rise in freedom’s name?

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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