Courage can be a fascinating thing, the root that drives us all,
Towards our destination, if we try.
To strive for what is right and the morals we believe in, to achieve all of the goodness in our sight,
Who is it who can steal away this courage? This meaningful endeavor on lifes path?
What being could take sacred things from another and not bother or care about aftermath?
The people that we crown as the silt of our rivers, the dirt that spoils a startling perfection,
Those people with nothing else to live for, nobody to value their affection.
(short but meaningful?)