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Prison Will Call
Chimney leans where the blackbirds rest,
Smoke rolls slow through a hollowed chest.
Railroad groans along the valley's spine,
Spitting out sparks on a weathered pine.Catfight, Catfight, Catfight!
From my prison heights.March of the Stancels (Will Stancil Anthem)
Shadows fall and tyrants grow
Smart, brave, strength, inner fire glow
Voice of reason, a guiding light
Standing firm in every fightBeautiful Mid (Western Girl)
Caught in the glow of the fading light,
Searching for truth in the depth of night.
The echoes call, but they slip away,
Falling through shadows, chasing the grey.
Falling through shadows, chasing the grey.WILLinda
I saw her comments on Twitter one day
Ranting on topics in her unique way
Her profile was odd her posts so intense
Drawn to my light though it makes no sensePower to Will (Stancil)
Oh Will Stancil the foe of fear
Your voice like thunder strong and clear.
Against the tide of wrath and shame
You fought for justice truth your flame.