Give us this day!   Our daily dead!   Curse the sun for this sight      Lay strewn upon the ground, can we not offer humility?   breath hungry, life lost, faith starved,   can we not offer humility?      Digger dig deep, feel for sights and sounds   press your ear against the earth, upon the ground      Runner, ride out, against the turning tide   the sun beats down upon the land set aside      foreboding fates will not cease   laying my death before me   arrows split against my hide   i am everyone, everyone in these eyes   i will witness the fall of efrafa   i will witness, witness the fall      give us this day!   our daily dead!   can we not offer humility?