The sins of our forefathers in memory retreat;
Delving the past injustice to haunt the to-morrow,
And only insentient time will reveal in nonchalant best
The myriad of outcomes to mar and cause sorrow.
Regard the intricate mysteries of our heritage;
When culture is misconstrued by scholarly minds,
Letting perverse Westernity denotes o`r lifestyle
Charming in suave tones seeming plausibilities.
Yet again the obstinate Youth raving to hollowity;
Holding each span`s breath absurdities with oblivion,
Will rage in this rave and rash their dear light to futility
Prejudicing the truths with sophistries in low sense.
The sins of our forefathers like a dead trail
To plunder the future sought `gainst dreams fall.
