Humans by Kumu
We watched in horror Havensong's demise
experienced excruciating fears
as Amensol was slain we felt surprise
replacing hope with heartache, grief and tears
Each one of us in four and eighty four
no doubt desired peace to mourn alone
Ossari's rage, as yet unquenched, sought more
to leave no trace: no timber, hinge or stone
But Avendyr, no time to grieve, displayed
outstanding leadership in war and art
reforging bonds of fellowship and trade
inspiring "Speech of Souls" reviving heart
No song, my friends, about humanity
Gets sung sans sense of strong community