I saw the light in the night
I saw a group of knights fight
They sought a ray, a hope
To brighten the dim that was turning to dark
They sought to kill a plague
They sought to retain a heritage of cool and green
The beauty and charm not created by man
Yet which man wanted to destroy
For what brings more grief?
Than cutting the hand that fills your belly?
Awake man! Awake!
To be continued…