No retreat, no surrender, I refused to flee this land
I can't obey or even remember all that you demand
Worlds awash in tears, no foundation built on sand
We cannot bear the fear of a future that is damned
A wave of destruction nears, I must make my stand
“Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going
by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities
decreasing, regrets mounting.” Haruki Murakami
