By Strap and Leather

There must be a remembrance like our fathers say. 

The full measures of the leathermen and their sticks. 

They are rooted in the ruts that coil along; like a bitter it burns. 

This weighing of material, meat and tactic. 

That measure was never truly the leatherman's. 

Then it cannot be said that mud is their true ending. 

That indeed they live with those that carry on by the inherited strap and leather.