Where do you belong (джен)

O brother, my brother, where do you belong?

What urge feeds your fire, what brings you along?

You claim to be faithful, a paragon knight

To serve your beliefs in dispute and in fight.

Yet I seek the truth, not your masks or deceit -

That fire of yours in the darkness unlit,

That passion and yearning and firmness and pride

Distinguishing brightly among the decried.

For sure you’re born for the power and reign,

You could take all sway you are willing to gain.

Then answer me, brother, why do you assume

That you are of those who are meant to be doomed?

For all of your courage and all of your wit

Forever and always you fail to admit

That world is comprising the weak and the strong.

… O tell me, my brother, where do you belong?