Orc with swastika

Orcish standing, one arm in arm, swastika brand, bearing weltanschauung

Brutes fathom dumbly their own thumb, a congregation tries singing unstrung

Outsourced weapon insults designed personalised to make Love laugh at herself?

Yes it does, and it’s become fun, I love like a fool, tho I’m told it’s the silliest thing in the

World, but, ‘gainst ruin, slams with entirety of her aged counter, reverse universe

Back to its loud source, flung, and I awake, gazing at – a memory before me, g,

Who I could not compare but to compare to the air uncompared love

And standing there, reverse weltanschauungs wave, with the love I bear, for you

(Tho who cares about them orcs? Not us!)