The Keeper of Peace,
Holds the keys,
As she shakes the bars,
And begs to leave,
He raises an eyebrow,
And tightens his hand,
She sighs softly,
And sits in the sand,
Stares at the world,
Longs to get out,
Taps on the floor,
And begins to shout:
"I've been trapped in here,
Every ******* day,
But you still don't give a ****,
As long as I stay!"
The Keeper of Peace,
Turned at her words,
Grabbed her wrist through the bars,
And spits, words slurred,
"Whatever you say here,
Doesn't change a thing,
You are the bird in this cage,
And when I tell you, you sing."
He releases her arm,
And blinks off her retort,
A murmur of words,
"*******" all he caught,
With a subtle smile,
And a glint in his eye,
He looks her dead on,
And prepares his reply,

"You know,
For a girl who's supposed to be 'Peace'...
You're awfully moody."

"I'll get out one day,
And when I do,
People like you,
Won't know what hit them."