Nothing can crush you
With face on floor
Nails jutting upward
Clawing
The wall leaving streaks
In plaster as boots
Stomp you
To the rocks below
You hit and break
The hold and eyes
Blink out blood
To see a face
In silhouette
The oppressor
Flinches with fear
From your steady stare
Blinding binds and boots
Crumble to sand
Stand and stare
With drowning light
Unblinking eyes
Wordless mouth
Hour after hour
Round after round
Stare it down
Stare it down
Stare it down
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