Saint Joan
Psst. Hey Joan, listen closely now.
As I whisper and tell you how.
There's something I need you to do.
Bring the spirit of spirit into view.
Cast your cares upon the sea.
I promise not to forsake thee.
In a world of unspoken truth.
You have the wisdom of my eye tooth.
The lands are fraught with dark disdain.
As one side wins nothing to gain.
While one fights for the right to stay.
Knowing blue sky's too long been grey.
The cloak of righteous fervor waits.
As you lay there outside the gates.
Unholy justice now's been cast.
Your future lie's upon our past.
For the Joan of Arc Contest
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