Where are We Now?

How does it feel,
To belong where you stand?
Do you know the songs,
Of the grass beneath your hand?
What of blood spilled,
Upon ground foreign and strange?
Do your roots remember,
Or does your story rearrange?

We've long been displaced,
Since man rose from ape,
Long since diverged,
From the ancestral hearth,

Where are we now,
That our bones have broke,
Where are we now,
That our old tongues choke,
Where are we now,
That future's without past,
Where are we now,
Will our roots settle at last?