The Meek - Poem by Jacob Biehl
Tonight we'll unite under full moon's rise,
Help me take them by surprise.
Even we have our pride and battle cries.
My common foes will be forced to knee,
Exact our revenge upon thee,
Excerpt the predators, and but prey they'll be,
knights we're risen by decree.
Should we live under thumb,
How can we live life numb?
All our hopes can never succumb,
Liberate us of the ignorant and dumb,
Lift us from tyranny, let us be blithesome.
I believe we shall achieve liberation,
Never shall we endure their Lacerations.
How much longer can our fear stop rule our actions?
Even now we endure such abominations.
Reveal their evil manifestations,
Incite another crusade for our future beckons.
The earth shall be lost to those stained with crimsons.
To be enduring such disaster,
Here we lie with no ambition.
Even heaven should rise with our ardor.
Even as we speak the reap our rights,
Allow us to bring them the fight,
Resurrect the common sights,
To be rid of corrupt blight.
Have us endure till sunlight.
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