Windy rocky slopes
    hold steady as whitecaps       
        crash without mercy   
            testing the firm resolve
                 of nature against itself. 

                The familiar cadence
            sing barely remembered
       songs known to our soul 
          where forgotten words slip away
               yet we hum softly along.

                 The eloquent origins
           we all once knew fades away
       more each day as we
   are reduced to us and them
as baseless hatred grows.

  The song is within
   everyone that will listen
       to those who still know
           the counted generations
               and lifecycles labor.