Monday, 15 September 2008

Steadfast

Burn the land, boil the sea,
Sew the fields with salt and weed,
But you can't take my spirit from me.

Slash my eyes so I can't see,
Crush my home and family,
But you can't take my spirit from me.

Grind the dirt into the sky,
Chain my wings so I can't fly,
But you can't take my spirit from me.

Flood the cities, spread disease,
Enslave the people and their dreams,
But you can't take my spirit from me.

Rip out everything I love,
Rain down bullets from above,
But you can't take my spirit from me.

Wear us down with foreign war,
Leave us on a foreign shore,
But you can't take our spirit from us.

I don't need land, don't need sea,
Don't need blue skies to be free,
While it's just my spirit and me.

Hopeful.

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