THESE ARE FIGHTING WORDS By Jasen Sousa

THESE ARE FIGHTING WORDS


The time has come for us to take a stand,
this is the day we decide we will take no more!
Raise your fists high in the sky
and listen to your people roar!

Over our heads birds will soar
and the sun will shine!
It is time for you to take what is rightfully yours
and it is time for me to take what is mine!

Our feet stomp in succession
as we march in procession
to stop all those who wish to see us die,
all those who believe in oppression.
These are fighting words,
let us teach them a lesson!

As we proceed we might bleed,
let us ask for God’s blessing.

What we do
will not be for the faint of heart,
battle scene more gruesome
than a monster in the dark.

We will lose loved ones,
this is the problem of war,
but in the end
because of us, more will endure!

Fight for what you are passionate about,
fight for all that is pure!
Fight when the noise is no longer,
fight when you are angry, fight when you are somber.
Fight as though you know
no enemy is stronger!

Fight everyday
like this is a battle that must be won.
Let us put aside our differences and fight as an allegiance.
Fight, as we all come together as one.

Fight the enemy
under the moonlight or the sun.
Fight until your body has no feeling
and is numb.

Fight my friend,
fight to the very end!
Fight with blood
dripping into your eyes.
Fight if you have to,
fight until your demise!

Fight for those who still live
and fight for those who never got a chance
to say their final goodbyes.

Fight, not for the right to kill,
fight because it is a matter of life and death!
Fight!
For the right of breath.




Taken From
Almost Forever By Jasen Sousa (Written between age 22 and 23)
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