It's the sword I'm leaving down as my shield's hitting the ground
It's the dream I hold on proud in the silence of the crowd.
...the silent hope that flows within
Never to be spoken out.
For this armor I've been trapped inside
became too heavy,
It stings my bones and lungs aside
from my skin now blue as navy.
Take off me this coat of steel
Untie my laces as I can no longer kneel.
A.C.
