You, who so Proudly hold your Shield
as if its jewels were yours
As if its splendor was your heart's,
What do you make of me, standing in front of you
What do you make of you, standing blind to me?
I can sing forever, you know I can.
I dare you to never listen
I dare you to dance in your heavy armor
I dare you to hold anyone with your limbs covered in steel, your hands holding your proud, jeweled shield.
I dare you to never show yourself and let your walls enslave your joy into thick, stiff pride
coagulated blood behind your eyes and ears,
around your heart and fears.
They say giants live slower
Experience time on a different scale.
It is believed that they can see mountains move like waves
Crawling, folding and breathing into sand.
The earth opens its mouth and exhales new ones
like the tides.
Hidden current of the ground.