Nightly

Tonight I bow my head and pray,
To thank the lord for this passed day,
And to ask him if he'd let me borrow
Another day, and another tomorrow.
          I go to sleep now, with no fear
          For all is in his hands from here...

A Song of Isolation

The moon is up high
On the flag in the sky,

     But the masses still move around blindly.

They still speak of peace

As the bodies increase,

     All their words are molded kindly.

They narrow their eyes

At the ones who despise

     The moon that now casts us in shadow.

But what they ignore

Is what the flag stands for,

     Their ignorance endangers tomorrow.

Will Wilders succeed?

Or will the Dutch greed

     For correctness drown out the warning?

In sorrow I know

Which way they will go

     For all politicians love their whoring!

Will we answer the call,

Or will Europe fall?

     Right now, we watch without voicing

The horrors we know

Will continue to grow

     As monsters destroy with great rejoicing!

We fought several times

And lost so many lives

     To return to them their freedoms.

But now they ignore

The beasts at the door

     Who want nothing more than to kill them!

And here we will sit

While trying to forget,

     What now has befallen our allies.

Knowing they’ll come for us next,

As we sit all perplexed,

     Can new sight be given to blind eyes?