Challenge
Your Thoughts On Martyrdom
Survivor’s Oath
I was raised to praise
the death
the loss
of one who gave their life
I was told to hold
the legend
the honor
of their righteous sacrifice
Unplanned I stand
alone
unaided
as they took the easier path
Those we oppose
still breathe
still move
still strike us with their wrath
Again and again
I question
I wonder
how much harder was their plight?
For me you see
naught pain
nor death
can cease me from this fight
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