Brave

Where went respect

And equality

When did chivalry fall?

I cannot tell you

So easily

By no means of mine at all.

There is no medicine

Can cure my ails

No visit or doctor’s call

Can fix a broken heart

Like mine

Like a face of a porcelain doll

There is no peace

There are only glares

Smiles no longer

Only angry stares

Hearts filled with worry

And burdens to bear

You hear the lonely girl’s call

Does it cease? No, not at all.

There is no fortune

Can be read

Neither vision nor crystal ball

Can tell you the pain

And the anguish here

The sorrow that searches to scald

Such little support

Such violent men

Who cease to drink and brawl

But you’re worth much more

Than they’ll admit

You’re not just a brick in a wall

What to say

What to incur

Out of 6 billion people

They pick on her

She’s lost in a crowd

Her cries aren’t heard

There you’ll hear the lonely girl’s call

Will she cease? No, not at all.

The tireless fight

A person must face

To a person the burden appalls

To be scarred again

And left for dead

The bullied have such resolve!

To get back up

When knocked back down

To never beg nor crawl

To fight right back

When under attack

Her soul still gives it’s all

There must be peace

Problems fixed

Bruises healed

Hearts re-stitched

People no longer

Abused or kicked

This is the brave girl’s call

Will she cease? No, not at all.

She’ll stop at nothing

To end this suff’ring

This is her brave soul’s call

She’ll stop at nothing…nothing at all.