Resistance

My stance in this stanza remains still no matter what.
Hence I am ready for anything that fate throws under tires of vehemence.
Some call it stasis or gulibility, the disparity and depravity of mind.
However mankind for some time have admired the rebel fighting against the breaths of tyrants,
Draconian advisors of ill-minded kings since the dawn of society.
Piety guide my hand as I will stand and fall to no man. Resistance in my heart.