So, today the battle rages,
Once engaged we will not cease;
Will not slow or slide or slumber,
Nor accept a moment’s peace
Till our foes are down, defeated.
Endless words and endless strain
Spent to prove a point forgotten
Long ago, and long since vain
At the end, our pride seems foolish,
Righteous, we stand on the field:
There awash in empty silence
Petty fools
Who would not
Yield
