in the twelfth year

of her peasant girl existence

Joan of Arc

saw god before her eyes

asking her to wage war

for the good of France

to rescue her people from their strife

she believed

she swayed a king

she kissed her sword

she kicked some ass

she achieved the impossible

she paid with her burning life

she became a saint at 20

her ending irrelevant as smoke rise

the point is

she had the courage

to stand

and fucking fight

 

(written for Manny Feuerberg)