We, Your Child Soldiers

In the silence of my mind

I see a bird taking flight

dripping ink across the page

there is war to wage

We, your child soldiers

with our minds in

your glowing forges

We will not be broken

though you're hoping

we will not fight for you.

Like a kitten with her yarn, I chase my thoughts 

unraveling in scribbles of pen-marks on paper

We, your child soldiers

with our minds in

your glowing forges

We will not be broken

though you're hoping

we will not fight for you.

Now the alphabet 

will be my sword and 

I will fight back 

mutiny - it seems lawful 

when the alternative 

is treason to my heart

We, your child soldiers

with our minds in

your glowing forges

We will not be broken

though you're hoping

we will not fight for you.