My Strength from within
Is bound by society's whim

Surrounded by chains of opinion
Whose key rests in another dominion

There it stands, solid, strong and able
Lying at hands grasp, but only if not in the fable

Stand strong, and be proud
You have withstood, with head aloud

How they came in numbers, many strong
Guided by men, whom were ever so wrong

Yet, I am the owner of Truth
And I am in need of no more
Because the Truth stands ever so tall

And when the time comes, I am sure
It will be the evil alone..... that fall