Their eyes dance in disbelief
The sparks are flying-
Who are these
that gather at the edge of night-

Who are those that dare
To set things right?

We are not fallow for your kingdom
We are not kindling for your spark-

We are the flame.

We already know
It’s time to batten the hatches &
Smooth the sails

Commandeer the plank-

Push out the pale wannabe kings

We are not prey to that vibration-

We have already seen,
Heard enough-

We know we cannot
Shame men with no hearts-

That’s 100 years war with no end in sight-
So
We pick up
where you leave off,

Waving our strength
Our own banners
OF conviction

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