Martyr - 2012/07/22

Lips sealed shut
Secrets held at bay
Only a true follower
Shall light up the way

Beaten and battered
Deterred by neither pain
Nor by a vivid nightmare
Of rotting in torrid rain

Family under the knife
Temptation for the weak
Watching this world burn
Requires the mark to peek

Behold the steel cage
Impenetrable by the best
Slandered and so despised
By the ones it has blessed

Stoically it stands fast
Immune to ravages of time
Innocent to its very core
Now sentenced for a crime

Little bird fly far away
Your freedom is his gift
Even friends are entranced
By the haze of mental drift

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