小修原创:I Heed You
作者:叶雨㊣+-
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I Heed You Beneath the streets, while London held its breath, I asked what price they’d pay for peace. Abigail Walker, Marcus Peters, Agnes Dillon— “Not on our knees. Not while we breathe.” I heed you, I heed you still. I heard your voice— I hear it still. Across the Channel, fire and foam, Our sons were waiting to come home. The little ships sailed through the grey— “Bring our sons home.” I heed you, I heed you still. The wall was falling— I held it still. The smoke had scarcely left the sky, The last goodbyes had not run dry. The ashes still were warm below— My people spoke: “It’s time to go.” I heed you, I heed you still. You bade me stand— Now you bid me go. I heed you. I fought so they could cast me out, And fear no knock upon the door. I was their servant— Never their lord. I heed you, I heed you still. Your voice was mine To guard, not own. You bade me stand. You bade me stand. You bid me go. The wall still stands— And that is all. Abigail Walker. Marcus Peters. Agnes Dillon. I heard you then. I heed you still. |



