The postwar confusion
by Avigrail, 2016
There's no one left but a group of 5
Two of the group in an ongoing strife
The rejoicing third taking all the pride
Dear stranger, will you pick your side?
One who's fallen, no chance of return
All burnt out and down by the stern
Yet, another one hidden in the dark
Only waiting for this single spark
He's lying in wait in his covert hutch
Merely longing for a finger's touch
So much for their history
Can you reveal their mystery?
Hint:
- The title is a red herring and the riddle is super easy.
- If you end up searching weird things on the internet trying to make your theory work you're probably barking up the wrong tree.
- The solution is within this site's scope. So no need to think too big or search other places (unless translation is needed).