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


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