Fearless One
Little one, tire no more
Sing the song of war
Command the hounds at your feet
Soft eyes, cry and cry
For tomorrow shall they pray
Dance, little feet, upon the graves
And twirl and twirl till you fade
Bleeding ears, pound and pound the drums
Make them hear your ways
Breathe, fragile lungs, and laugh and laugh
For death would not dare
Faint lips, bite the betrayer
Your mark stays, a signal
The one, unnoticed, obedient
Strike with hands of glory, holder of the eternal flame
This poem is about:
Our world