We the onymous shrewd Our words, breaking the four walls of the Earth Piercing through the hardest heart Turning the world into chaos Our words contain magic You can't say cause you'll remain static Our words make you wail The same word makes you delighted.

We're /ɑːt/ We act based on our heart We the aesthetical Change of personality is constant An human during sunlight, a vampire at night. Nature's closest friend We dare not alter it. If only you can fay with us And perform wonders you see on the cross Join the league of midnight incantations.

Our world created with plays by Shakespeare Blessed with poems from Soyinka Endowed with ideologies from Karl Marx Polished with grammatical grammars from the god of grammars. What else do you from us.

We are /ɑːt/ When we speak The entire universe shakes and nature responds When we write The pen shivers and blood flows for the reach of humanity When we create We've no qualms with nature, for we are nature ourselves.

We are /ɑːt/ We keep billions of words to our heart Still, remains clarified Not others who keep to one name But keep getting confused.

We are /ɑːt/ We own the government This is my ode to /ɑːt/ For art flows in me For me as a representative has nothing to prove For the prove of proof we need not We're the best, the creative, the shrewd.
Quod erat demonstrandum