Dear Human Man

When you hear my song
     do you shiver
     like I do
     when your war cries disgrace my ears?

Pray to your prophet
     that my hands cannot reach you
     from my home of sandy soil.

Is wealth what you have sought?
     Return to your home, human,
     for we have no riches to give you.
     Have you forgotten the value of your lungs?

I will remind you.
     May your prayers remain unanswered,
     for the only god that will listen here
     are ones of the waters.

May your terror resound
     like my sisters calls,
     when you took them from our home.

                  Beloved, Righteous, and Scorned,
                                              the siren