Surge

I was born to glare into the tongues of fire,
I was built to stand my dusty ground.
I was made to sound this freedom choir,
I was trained to hunt down our oppresors; I'm like a hound, impounder bound.

I was wired to spark this shocking revolt,
I was makeshifted to shelter anyone who cried out.
I was molded to unscrew every cell bolt,
I was maneuvered to sail without doubt; I will reroute from this drought.

We are spirited enough to overcome this suppression,
We are driven to go for miles without the legs to trek or wings to fly.
We are indoctrined to believe not to make a concession,
We are liberty searchers inherant to not comply, we will defy or we will die.

We, I, will never standby, 
Formed with two hands and a voice, we will be put to true use.
Although the easiest compromise would be to underlie.
We were carved from the sharpest, hardly obtuse.

As the smoky ashes of this rebellion have risen in our throats,
We swim through; it's not a question of sink or float.