E
ver since they have arrivedA
ll things beautiful cannot thriveT
he fear is now what drives.E
ven with falling of the hiveR
efuses to take a diveS
laves keeping that spirit alive.O
h, they can but not leaveF
or more they must now give.D
aylight was once our giftE
xisting but now stolen by thievesA
ll we have now is common griefT
hat a will's a must by the eveH
oping that tomorrow's war will be brief.