Firing up the engines.

With remorse,
Ashes of the corpse,

Regretfully reminding,
Of the tragedy,
Which took it’s course,

Time will tell,
The seconds that built,

Into days, and months,
Of recanted hate,

Misery of the castrated fallacy,
No one, No more,

No bigger, No smaller,
You’re not welcome anymore,

Land of the free,
Scattered with ancestral bones,

Waste lands of malice,
Guilty of savage,

Reminders from the door,
Never let us mourn,

Of divide and conquer,
The hopes once built,

Only to be shattered,
To its very core,

Let it be a reminder,
We’re not welcome anymore.