Martyr Poem by Joanna Gonzalez

Martyr



Events will transpire, but I won’t give in;
The world bleeds around me, but I’ll never break;
False pretenses and false alarms will not fool me.
They’ll arrive with assimilation engraved to their heads, but they will never destroy me.
If I may speak the truth and perish, it means that I have won the war.

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