Silent Stone

Lost under the soil,

a soul above others.

Struggles through the dark pit,

stirs like a silent stone.

With the iron of truth,

our leader will carry on.

Blind all content paths

to catch a breath of freedom,

throw fear with bear hands;

keep our hopes alive.

A fearless warrior to make us survive.

With one hand free,

our struggle will have worth.

Dogs consume our fear,

Thrive, survive and hunger.

Pursue us throughout the state,

cut us off at every turn.

With a personal goal,

our fallen will be spared from vain.

Cries were finally understood,

heard from long ago.

Because of a feminist hero,

our fight was worth it.

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Dedicated:  PENDING