A Flag Over the Fortress

It is easy to think you are weak,
To change out this world,
To lower your fortress’s flag, so unique.
Unlock gates and unroll.

Let the crowd come into your castle,
Let them rip flower’s beds.
And nobody within human bustle
Will find you or your shreds. There...

It’s so easy to know – you’re aside.
Someone decides, but not you.
Let the others win wars of all kinds.
And burn their bridges through.

Half of life is behind, and not much left to gain,
And to swindle yourself ‘ll be the simplest way
From unneeded triumphs, just fatigue will remain.
If tomorrow prompts nil anyway.

And it’s complex to bear, and to save flowers' gleam,
Through the cold, through the dark,
To raise high on the mast of your dream,
The only yours and sole flag.