A figure of authority, a mask of might
Hides behind a title, and a coward’s fright
Shouting at the innocent, with a voice so bold
But trembles at the thought, of facing the truth to be told
Their words are laced with venom, their actions cold as stone
Leaving scars that linger, long after the moment’s gone
But I see through the façade, the fear that they conceal
A coward’s heart beats weakly, beneath their pompous reveal
I refuse to sign, the papers of shame
I’ll stand up to the bully, and play the coward’s game
You threaten me with dismissal, with a voice so loud and clear
But I’ll take my stand, and show you what courage looks like, my dear
I’ll face the man who’s holding my pay
And demand the truth, in a voice that’s clear and gray
You may try to fire me, but I’ll not be tamed
For I know that courage, is not just a word, but a flame
That burns within my soul, a fire that never fades
Guiding me through darkness, and the coward’s charades
I’ll not be silenced, I’ll not be swayed
For I know that truth and justice, will find their way
You may have power, but I have a voice
A voice that speaks for justice, and a righteous choice
I’ll use it to confront, the coward’s disguise
And bring to light, the truth that they’ve denied
The coward’s mask will crack, the truth will be revealed
And those who stood up tall, will be the ones who are healed
Their courage will inspire, and their hearts will be free
And the world will be a better place, for all humanity
Unmasking the truth. I just penned a scathing poem about the cowardice that often hides behind power. After being threatened and bullied by someone who thought they'd intimidate me into submission, I refused to back down. This poem is my defiant stand against the abuse of authority and the silence that enables it. Read it and feel the fire.
