When shall we claim our breath?
Plagued with savagery
From the hopeless creed
Of valor and gore
The timeless vice
Within us all

Ages pass
Trends pale and wither
As mayhem turns
With flaming vigor

Quiet yearning
Sprawls far and wide
Yet none object
Few care to decide

Fire bred skies
Bleed their dismay
As the wisps defer
In our reckless suffocation

When shall we reclaim
The calm winds of old?
Founded on intrigue
By the clever and bold

We’ll breathe once more
To resettle in composure
Diligently faltering
Into soothing compassion