29 May 2012
Braver than brave, Prouder than proud, Bastions of reason On unfamiliar ground
A desert of lies, Clouds the sunrise That is hope, All of Life's scope
Camaraderie binds us, Death survives us, A team, doomed, Flowers, having bloomed, Losing purpose, Losing our place
We fall back, On heroic code, Of Iliad, of Odyssey, Return to roots, our original abode.
Yet in the field of play, we know that as a team, we might Someday, Make it through, And maybe, I'd meet you.
Espirit De Corps • Opuss № I