What solace is kept?
What faces do you seek?
What voice whispers deep?
In threes, always, in threes
In conflict you are so immersed,
Extinguishing opposition is your predilection,
What happens when all your battles have been won?
What happen when there is no more wars to win?
What then, will your convictions be?
When there is nothing left to motivate you,A supposition you must defend