• Have you forgotten how things used to be?
    I'm reminded that we were too deft to be seen.
    Do you remember when we stood strong like the oak?
    Envigorated by the winds and the message that it spoke.
    Over the road and just beyond the trees.
    We were the kings of the leaves.
    The tormulchious sons, and the princes' of thieves.

    Do you remember when we stood as tall as the pine?
    We could see over the heights and all the way to the skyline.
    Over the road and just across the stream.
    We were the lords of our dreams, 
    The fearless youth, seekers of truth, and Kaisers of Schemes.