-for all occupiers, everywhere
in remembrance of, the fondness of love,
the seeking of a smiling embrace
from some stardusted angel
who sleeps so far above;
in expectation, a new place to dwell
away from mortal earth
and her decomposing smell;
in recollection, the centrality of peace
the search for villages without war
where true harmony should increase;
in hope, a better world of bliss
away from four plus three
fetid, failing continents
where everything is amiss;
in memoriam, the depth of passion,
the questing for an encouraging whisper
with no regard for fashion;
what we knew before, and what we will know
must become as incompatible
as a master and his serf.
