Against the Iron

Written by Cyt Wednesday, 18 August 2010 10:38

I dread the lash of stick you’re holding

Yet I will walk.

Unconscious fall from stick you’re holding

Still I will walk.

You do not see the World is listening

You are condemned.

My body burns with gas you’re spraying

Yet I will shout.

Puking and crying with gas you’re spraying

Yet I must shout.

You do not care the World can smell you

You are condemned.

I fear to stand before your Iron

Yet I will stand.

Fear the crush beneath your Iron.

Yet I will stand.

You do not know the World is watching

You are condemned.

In peaceful protest at your brutality

I will walk.

calmly catalogue  your brutality

and I will shout.

Aginst your careless evil

I will stand.

The World knows

You are condemned.