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Realizing too late that you have placed your trust in the hands of the wrong people.

You were my homeland, my security,

my comfort. Strong and stable, unwavering

in your faith to me and me alone.

Then came a war that ravaged our lands,

all before us reduced to dust. What I had

come to know came crumbling down.

Realizing only after it was too late, that

I had been praying to false gods all along

and now my prayers will remain forever unanswered.

What do I do now? when everything I had believed

it was proved to be nothing more than the

hollow promises of a milk livered man.

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