An Act Of Defiance

Fighting, for what little we get, Vultures keep circling over our heads, Ravenous, waiting for death Rebel drums march to the sound of our breath. Living, an act of defiance, Not crushed into this place of compliance, Disgust, a song of the pious, Flames of revolt now lighting their pyres. Revolt! Resist! Reclaim! Finding, that hope that was lost, Pushing forward full well knowing the cost, We take bread, we take dignity, We are not those who started this hostility, Oppressor, you know all your crimes, When I kill you, the two of us will die, Shadow, of my former self, Cast off as we seize all of your wealth.