No Compromise

No Compromise.

I'm hearing that you want me to give in,
Like it somehow means that you win.
Well, I'm not one for conceding,
When it feels to me, like a sin.

I'm inking my compromise,
For the futures blinking eyes.
Strength really is in size,
And it comes in many a disguise.
It will come as no suprise,
It's family that inhibit my demise.

Thoughts of the most unwanted kind,
With habit, will control most the mind.
With a limited identity of which you're now defined.
With valuable, wasted years left behind.

Those journeys starting, linked to me.
Witnessing my reluctance to adhere to its plee,
Will know that those thoughts are temporary.
And I will never compromise my family.

I am inking this,
As it is my wish
If your thoughts tarnish,
Seek the ones that harness..

WHW