Oppression, Occupation.

Apr 09, 2008 - 08:39 AM PST

Seven seas divide the lands. Drawn lines divide their people.
Countries, realms, and territories ensure no man bides equal.

Arches span the tides.
Bowmen draw; loose. Nations fall.
Shadowed unions form.

Cloudless skies darken.
Aloft, proud schemes, inventions.
Endless wars end lives.

Within their paradise of power reside the ministers
Assured that they are conquering the bitter demon foe.

Burned screams. Stilled captives.
The brother of the martyr
Wears the hero’s shoes.

Still in the dungeons torturers play, deft and sinister.
Yet proud Rebellion’s warlike cheeks have scarce begun to glow.