Standing Tall

Rebels with words  
Protesting to be heard  
A romantic at heart 


Wielding words to wow   
The damsel in distress 
Calling out an SOS 


For the attention of love  
Oh mine its cold outside, my knight 
Tonight the chill feels intense with intent 


A call out to the one with words 
Sat by the open fire, to tell stories, recite poems
And break chains the chill holds on me  


Like a knight to free his princesses 
On top of the castle in old fairy tales 
Like Joan of Arc,  full of bravery  


A social commentary, a political activist 
But don't let your words just be words 
With no meaning on intent  


Beating around the bush on acts
Be bold with words on commitments and deeds
Be Gandhi, be Luther King, be John Lennon  


No not just words, be Bob Geldoff 
Be more than just the words, be Helen Killer 
And inspire a generation, be Mandela  


But not if darkness 
Clouds your thought  
Like Hitler the writer, your heart  I query  


Leave that out 
Or see someone for help
Just don't add to the chill