Us
This war has been fought
Many, many times.
What have I done to deserve to be caught up in this one?
I question you,
May you be friend or foe,
Whether you are caught too.
He has hauled this responsibility on me,
One thousand arms taunt me in the heavens,
What have I done?
We are scarce
We are desired
We hate it.
Some of us are free
I am not one of them.
Where do I live?
He might just as well
Shove us into solitude.
Some of us are close together
Some of us are far apart.
Most of us destined to death
Most of us are ready to die.
He has called us Legendary.