The Raven's Due

Raise the
RA and raise it high.
Truth like an ax through a rotten
Hard years taught me to take the hit.
Worst of all, I got used to it.
I brace the shield.
I plant my heel
They'll hear the truth.
I learned to conceal
With a knee in the dust, a mouth full of grit.
I get to my feet, I won't submit.
They call me savage for standing tall,
For raising a shield when they wanted me small.
Let them make the steady stare
And tell me this is fair.
Enough to keep to keep a wrong to end.
End
Raise it high.
True like shield to shield
We hold our ground.
Let the fear they gave us
Chase them down
I got her back.
She clears the way.