Trail Of Ashes Poem by Louemile Rosch Mangulabnan

Forgotten son, behold the sanctity within
To frail to witness the world wither
Engulfed by the stench of hate and power
To annihilate those who spoke the word of the vermin

Make haste father of atrocity and violence
For the heralds has made their escape
Pursued with our mother's song of essence
Damnation awaits at the heaven's gate

May we restore the trail of ashes
On the land where famine and plague dances
Thy sword from the prayer of the blind, awaken
Bravado of the armada flared for the quintessence