The man sighed, he held his head,
Raged, complained, bemoaned.
“I’ve done my time, I’ve done the grind,
Won’t I get what I am owed?”
“I’ve held the line, I’ve served them well,
The Golden Empire’s three.
Not one of them, in all this time,
Has ever noticed me.”
The woman, she is much the same.
"We’ve been abandoned, left bereft,
By politics and spite.
And now as I look around there are no actors left.
Those in the past they had it best,
It doesn’t seem fair to see.
When half the bastards in TS-F,
Can say “Nation welcomes me”.
Where is my Angel or blood-soaked love,
Where are my Snakes and Rabbits?
A binary adversity with whom,
To exchange uranium or sabot.
The biggest question of them all,
To which an answer we must see.
The driving force behind our fall,
“Will senpai notice me?”