“Fingers marched like so many soldiers
into my homeland.
Assailing and assaulting and attacking my better sense,
until my walls were breached.
Torn down, burnt down and defeated.
There was no defense against you.
There was nothing left
of resistance, or resilience, or refusal.
You took paradise from atop me,
from within me. Your victory flooded my valley and
claimed my kingdom as yours.”