We are the ones.
The ones who never give up,
even in the face of the enemy.
They insult us, offend us,
and we fight back.
I may be a pacifist,
but I will fight anyways.
Not with violence,
but with word.
Again I am being cliche,
but again I do not care.
I will not stand aside in a war.
Even if the enemy is my closest friends.
I am sick,
of being offend and telling others about my problems.
I need to fight for myself.
I have been offended,
because of my religion,
because of my optimistic attitude.
These assailants will not win.
I will stand strong with those who follow me.
I will strongly against a stronger opponent.
I.
Will.
Win.

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Derrek R.'s Poetry Book
PoésieThese are the poems I have written. They aren't great but I am still posting.