• isaacmaxim 5w

    YOU INSULT ME. YOU ARE LOUD
    KNOW THIS: I'LL NOT BE COWED.

    I AM MIGHTY. YOU WILL SEE.
    ONE DAY SOON YOU WON'T DOUBT ME.

    GLARINGLY, YOUR 'HOW DARE THEY'
    NEXT I HEAR 'EXIST,' YOU SAY

    HOW DARE THEY THEMSELVES CONCEIVE
    THEIR OWN FREEDOM, HAVE ME BELIEVE

    A KID WHO WEARS A SUIT AND TIE
    SAYS 'I'M NO GIRL,' AND ITS NO LIE

    SAYS I AM ISAAC, I AM I
    SAY, WILL YOU CHANT MY BATTLECRY?

    IF TO DEFINE IS TO LIMIT
    MINUTE, THEN, BY MINUTE

    I BECOME MY OWN GOD, ENACT MY WILL
    REPLACE DESPAIR WITH HOPE, WITH FEAR, THRILL

    YOU SAY I CANNOT BE, I AM NOT REAL
    COME HERE SIR, HAVE A LOOK, A PROD, A FEEL

    GUTS TO KNUCKLES, BLOOD TO KNEECAPS
    I AM ENGLAND'S YOUTH— PERHAPS

    YOU DON'T LIKE ME AS I'M NOT LIKE YOU.
    BUT SIR, WE ARE ALIKE. THROUGH AND THROUH.

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    A warcry and a lullaby, written at 12am

    ©isaacmaxim