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Deep within me

I thirst for comfort

But I wouldn't compromise

Justice for its existence;

Wounded, I truly was

But I wouldn't substitute

My integrity for recovery.

 

I am bent but not broken

My body is weak but vibrant

My hand aches but is folded up

In preparation for a fight;

My eyes are dim

But opened to my aim

My aim would not me miss.

 

Legs wobbling in rigidity

Voice hoarse but sonorous

Head dangling but unbowed

Heart beating the drum

Of fairness and equality

Persecutors dancing to the rhythm

But mocking the tune.

 

If it will take all my bones

To be utterly broken

Before I can obliterate

That which mocks my glee,

Honour and Strength

I wouldn't give a damn!

 

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