Singing Out The Truth

I am the truthful singer,
they wish see destroyed
my words they have upset them,
they really are annoyed

For the songs I sing, seem to wound and sting
like a rotten broken tooth.
And the best yet,
I get death threats
just for singing out the truth

I will sing songs of injustice,
all across the land
Poke my barbs at the corrupted
until they change their plan

For the songs I sing, seem to wound and sting
like a rotten broken tooth
Threaten violence
I wont be silenced
just for singing out the truth

Beat your drums 'gainst power drunk tyrants,
do all that you can do
Sing with me in my defiance,
Stand straight stand tall stay true

For the songs we sing, will wound and sting
like a rotten broken tooth
we can all be free
live in liberty
just by singing out the truth
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
This was a response by Allwyn Marcher, (my D&D bard), to having assassins set upon his trail to try and make him either shut up or die.

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