Fists and Pacifists

 
Fists can never break down the spirit of a pacifist
It’s something a bully will never have or understand
And this unexplainable resolve only exists
In the heart of those who get up and take a stand

And those who torment tend to get even more pissed
Because their punches carry no message or power
They may land their blows but the bigger twist
Is that when bullies are alone they’re scared and cower

But then the pacifists grows an even bigger list
Of allies who have been hurt as well to stand with them
Then supporters for their cause will come and assist
Rousing those who’ve suffered and the others condemn

Eventually bullies are ousted, rejected and dismissed
For in time Karma will correct the errors of their ways
And the pacifists may rise like a beacon of light amidst
All the darkness that this world has been lost in a haze