The beginning of the war will be secret. 
There will be no parades or commendations, 
No grand declarations nor proud generals boasting.
No vaunting valour for the brave soldiers 
Marching surely down to their doom.
The beginning of the war will be secret.

It will begin as these things always do,
Slowly marching to an inexorable doom.
A flower's petals gradually unfurl, 
And the dominoes to be toppled are all placed. 
Back door deals and under the table betrayals, 
The beginning of the war will be secret.

– Arsh