My Hero

How easy it would be
to slip into the arms
of convenience,
close your eyes tight,
and never count the cost
of your rebellion.
Those that will talk
will only rummage
through the used garbage
their hands only
know too well.
They will never
know the hero
your heart conceals.
My friend, I see you
and the paths
you quickly overlooked.
You could have ran
the other way,
hiding inside
your lost innocence.
You chose to face
the self-righteous
and the certain future
of trials ahead
when you could have easily
turned out the light
of the life
that is growing
inside you.
You have given up
your childhood
and the simplicity it held
so the voiceless child
could have the chance to live.
My respect for your courage
is beyond what words can say.
My heart sends its admiration
as your world turns upside down.
Those that will talk
will never realize
the unselfish hero
I see in your eyes.

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