You Are The Last

it's always worth something even if there's only one person left to fight for it.

You are the last of this great race
Who has been swept right off the face
Of this good earth of ours
By some unknown powers.

You are the last of the protectors
Who has angered the directors
Of this manic world we're in
By some ridiculous sin.

You are the last of these small words
Who may have conquered many herds
Of people on their high tower
By your strength and by your power.