Now the sleeping eyes awaken,
Startled by the brutish boot
As the Caesar steps, ascending
On the tongues of critics mute.
~
Thus the lash of tyrants ever
starts so soft, of falsehoods made;
‘til the whip of brazen boldness
on the back of Truth is laid…
~
Other hands may meekly tremble,
other eyes may turn their sight;
God help me to face the foe!
I’ll not go down without a fight -
~
Heart unfettered, lift the banner!
Liberty lives in the light
Freedom dies when darkness wins;
I’ll not go down without a fight.
~
Let me grasp the lash with laughter
Let my spirit mock the night;
Thus to tyrants always, sing -
I’ll not go down without a fight!
Wow! I love this R. H. Thank you for taking time out to write from your heart. Sending you much love. God will bless you. ✨🤗🙏💜
Beautiful. Perfect. Heartfelt and apt. When RH writes poetry, we all sit enrapt.