A Report from the Border

Nothing to report except the same
We walk, we stop, we work, we play,
Nothing to report except the same
We build and dig until the end of day,
Nothing to report except the same
Small differences over food or pay,
Nothing to report except the same
Gods multiplying and all we do is pray
And freeze and fight and do not disobey
So that there is always
Nothing to report except the same.