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January


We were divided We were suspicious of each other All jealous of our own unclear authority We said unwise things, And took these things personally, And responded in kind with our own unwise words. We struck out on our own - We froze in place or withdrew - And we most assuredly all hung separately Some will reconcile in death; One in victory We will never forget the things that happened, But the reasons why, we have tried to.
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