Hello I said,
And we embraced.
Acknowledgement of comradeship,
Against the charisma of Uxbridge and South Ruislip.
Knowledgeable he is no warrior,
Unlike the man he took to author.
For we are all Europeans my friend,
Forged together to our bloodiest end.
Britain and Brittany, Britannia from Athens,
Romans, Celtic, Aryan, insurgent Moors, Saxon and more.
What is it we must rule ? 
The foolish things a child must possess.
Not a man, that has seen true death.
 
Run, run from us all, 
Wail your childish call.
For the governance must now fall.
Fear the fear, to what you want.
Whilst I stand with those who have not.
Run, run from freedom for those wanting hope.
Isolate away, because it is too hard to stay.
 
Now we stare, two European's not at war.
Two humans, drawn from the past mourned.
Too many times conflicted.
Fissiparous party politic wounds inflicted.
Too easy to gain popularity,
With the ideology of difference.
Demanding everyone else's deference.
And now we smile. 
At what is truly vile.
Forgiveness is without doubt.
I hope your power is worth,
The shattering of fragile youthfulness,
Of the peacemakers.
To build what others fought to bless.
As you profit to create an abyss.
Run now from yourself.
For peace is toil too hard for you.
What would the warrior say to the shattered dreams? 
Now I want to walk with my fellow Europeans.