(courage Poem) A Childs Crusade Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Some are on this crusade to give themselves and their children a unfair advantage.
Creating these rifts.
I'm here to tell you I won't allow that.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
Their is still enough breath in this body.
No I won't conform to the conformity.
Mindless slaves lining up for another taste.
With an icicle in my hand I will make the rounds with a bunch of hand shakes.
Cold isn't it, but it is exactly the way I feel.
When somebody is trying to steal a society for years and generations.
Smoke captured in a jar.
Watch as it slowly pours out.
Releasing it so you can be free.
Know the truth, lies in your own heart.
Ambitions torn apart.
Angels wings sit right in front of me.
Does that give me right to put them on and fly?
Only on a day where their is endless sky.
The time has to be just right.
And its not here yet.