Welcome to a land of sparrows, sheep and snow leopards

We invite you to a holy place where we live and kill to procreate

They let us in sardonically into their sanctum, we the shepherds

We walk in to take over their kingdom divine as if it were desolate.

Strategise our advantage, let’s kill one another over disputes and heartache

We survive in a taken land, with pride and honour,

Over boundaries that never existed, slowly killing ourselves with hate