by Jennie Joy
Dreams of a reality that could be
Drove them to take up arms.
Drove them to take up arms.
The reality that was
Took their arms away.
Took their arms away.
Now lacking limbs,
They face a new existence.
They face a new existence.
One of hopes and promises
Unfulfilled.
Unfulfilled.
So, again, they take up arms –
To remake reality.
To remake reality.
Which reality will they create?
And which will they destroy?
