Forced to scorch at the stake of humanity

Our heavy skulls and cumbersome bodies

fastened by straps of fear and mediocrity

Anchored and confused

Confused and naive

We bled upon the oak and iron and sang songs

of revolution and tyranny

The spitting cracks of ember

harmonized our singing voices

as the scent of servitude left our presence

and scaled through the syrupy air

of a new morning

Together forever

Married to illusion

Together forever

The end