Excise The Rot

In good health we keep the child

Defenseless without constant vigilance

So it may live

Strengthen with age and wisdom

We cannot hold it

Justice is not so keen for mercy

But even in the worst of times

It shall be our intention to preserve it

Smashed against the boats

Callously thrown into the sea

Welling anger boils up

Towards the callous truth makers

I would rather die

My position I chose alone

Than let the helpless bear the burden

Of their ignorance they should have known

In the darkest halls of man

Is where the sword will reap its wielder

Better to die in valiant ways

Than pretend glory lies in my weakness

There is much worth dying for

Less we should let come to pass

Without righteous indignation protecting truth

The fools and liars will rule eternally

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