A very relevant Poem....

[Travis]

I pray,

when the bombs start fall and mothers start cry
when the Beast arrives and continues with his lie
when the day turns black and is denied its light
when the young men stand up and start to fight
when the child who has lost his mother refuses to cry
when the Good are oppressed but they refuse to lie

I will be ready and steadfast and not fear to dye!

[MikeWB]

Where is that from? A very somber poem.