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)