Bright

They never listened, yet his every word raised a vein The always felt safe, yet his every breath drew a claim They sometimes stared, yet he would always stare back For he was so bright, he had eyes upon his back They would try an’ teach, but he always knew They would break him down, but he adapted an’ grew They would intimidate, yet fail in disgrace Then, try to praise him -but could never do it to his face They would try to invade, yet he allowed them in They would then apologize, but he allowed no such thing They would threaten his life, but he would hand them the knife They would stab him once; he would laugh, an’ so stab them twice They would drug him, yet find his eyes to smile an’ gleam They would kill him, but he would find them in a dream