Once upon a land
There be fellows
Inking long wills on short papers
In their inscriptions the say
I love you, or hate
For those the stand for or against
In a line the teach
The glory of insanity
Bearing the strength of an ‘insane strive’
Creepily the move towards, a dream
For a time and thereafter
The mutely proclaim
Events of a decade
From the walls of a land
The send out voices, and from miles away
Bring back accolades for the land
That when they leave, their wish remain
That it be known
There were poets in this land