Ours will be Orisons, said on
Occasions without end, openly
On odd days, never letting others
Determine our own way.
There on Orion, where the heavens lie
These prayers said long without end
Get lifted up, as sweet incense
And changes the scenery there.
With boldness, one foot after the other
We march, to forge and fight, what
Our hearts yearn, and long for,
The miracles we aim to achieve.
When we shake and quiver, let thine
Marvelous laughter, shy, yet elegant
Let it boost this confidence I bare
Within these towers, in heart.
Crunched fists, hardened skin on these
Knees, let them, attest, to the war
Fought with silent prayers, hopeful
Hearts as well, are evident.