Standing her ground above the seas
She feels a change in the breeze.
Still, she stands defiant and forthright,
Hope’s beacon burning bright.
And she says:
“Beware the storm you’ve brought to life,
Even the cold can cut like a knife.
Beware those you now forsake.
Now, the lions will wake.
Never forget the imprisoned lightning I hold.
I raise my torch, proud and bold.
And still I cry “Send them to me!
I accept all, and their diversity.”
Even you, who proudly proclaim
That hate with which you’ve won your fame.
Even you live here in the land of the free,
You, and all the new bourgeoisie.
But now the tempest has been unleashed.
Now, you’ve let loose the beast.
Now comes the killing snake.
Now the lions are awake.
In Revolution’s fire you will burn,
And those, who you now spurn,
Will find that Justice will shine
And eradicate those orders asinine.
Soon, your power will be taken,
Now that the lions have awakened.
Retribution comes like a burning itch.
Karma is such a bitch.
And here I’ll stand, tall and sure,
A woman whose like you’ve never seen before.
So, beware my wrath, my teeming shore,
For lions guard Freedom’s door.”
*inspired by Katy Perry’s new song Chained to the Rhythm