If there ever
Was a time
To stand up
Rather than fall
In line
Would sullen bones
Suddenly spy on less
Vertebrae
After all
Is said and done
What is there left
To do or say
Tell me
What word can reclaim
What's taken away
From the barrel of a gun
To hereditary succession
Be it by force or incremental 'is... um?'
They have taken aim
At us
I got the call
As the walls began to fall
To leave my station
No question or negotiation
Was asked of me
In the middle
Of a drill
Suddenly turning
So real
Will the cavalry call-off
Reveal an enemy
For every bridge
You burn
Marks a point
From which you never return
Lest you seek solace
In the ashes you've earned
You learn from these
And when we ask them
Of horrors of the past
Threatening severance
They answer
Never
If there ever was a time
To stand up
Rather than fall in line
It is forever
Forever will we find
This mutiny
At home