Severance,
  The birds of leaving call to us,
  yet here we stand
  endowed with the fear of flight.
  Overland
  the winds of change consume the land,
  while we remain
  in the shadow of summers now past.
  When all the leaves
  have fallen and turned to dust,
  will we remain
  entrenched within our ways.
  Indifference,
  the plague that moves throughout this land
  Omen signs
  in the shapes of things to come.
  
  Tomorrow's child is the only child.