When the storms come for you
Do you run?
Do you hide?
Or stand in their eye,
Swarmed by despair
Rage
Angst and anger?
Do you face all?
Fiercely confront the other?
Win your freedom
From slavery,
By choosing the light?
Can you opt to love?
Instead of fighting back with hate,
Fight with every ounce of light
That you hold
In secret spaces?
Can you face off the storms,
The rage of the tyrants,
Enslavers, and true evil doers,
By closing your doors,
Retaining your autonomy,
And laughing light in their face.
Falling into conflict,
Is falling into their world.
Stand true,
Call your soul to action,
Hear the cries of the war within…
Battle your way home…
To light…
To love…
To all that is good.
Stand still, battle on, battle on, battle on…