Inevitability

The tree amongst the newly free,

Folk celebrating with happy yells that none mocked,

The land reclaimed its own important key,

In order to free those whose will was locked,

Blood and metal had ravaged the scarred land,

Fighting hard and viciously for an ideal,

All those who shared the same view lent a hand,

And those folk In that connection free they must feel,

Yet all those hard fighting folk who felt free,

Those who shared a belonging with each other,

In their mutual trust they'll lose the key,

Those leading to ruin one another,

The key is thrown away by a thousand faces,

The lock inevitably closed on all free places.