We / Weep / Us

We fight for our homes
We see our valleys and our peaks
Our trees and our rock arches
A wide spanning land, red sands and brown dirt
We fight for these; what do they fight for?

We fight for our families
Everyone we have met and will meet
Our blood and our friendship
Thicker than water, bonds stronger than chains bind
We fight for them; who do they fight for?

We fight for a lasting peace
We see our monuments, our castles
Our pacts and our oaths
To stretch out as far as those who come after let it
We fight for our peace; which do they fight for?

They see our homes
They see sprawling, atomized hellscapes.
They see our bonds
They see a cohort of evil men, uncaring men
They see our peace
They see a hegemony under the foot of these beasts, until their sons and daughters acquiesce
We see They in the same way They see We
And so We and They weep, for We fight for Ours, and They fight for Theirs.

Weep, and weep, and weep.

Weep for the horrid things in the world,
The hunger and pain and death.

Weep for the loves lost,
The roads untaken sprawling to an unknown path.

Weep for the small sorrows,
The shifted plans and sad movies and the aches.

Weep enough that your tears will dry.

For the time will come that you give in,
give in to the numbness that follows,
it follows all of us when we cry,
cry enough that our brains grow tired,
tired of the novelty that catharsis brings.

In the midst of that ambivalence,
ambivalence to all the worst news,
news of wars and department closures,
closure will not reach your heart,
heartless until your dam breaks.

For the time will come that you give up,
give up trying to keep composure,
composure in the face of all that is wicked.
The wicked are said to remain regardless,
regardless of what you do; That isn't true.

Truth is only brought forth by the few,
the few who's dams had broke long ago,
long ago deciding to raise their voices,
voices joining in unison,
unison or a great ruckus; doesn't matter which.

So be obnoxious and inconvenient,
inconvenient as these crimes are to you,
you bringing yourself to cry,
cry or at least scream; Do it for the We,
the We that is the same as the They,
They and We will eventually see,
see to it that they consider Ours,
Ours and Theirs as the very same Us.