Safe: A Browncoat Ballad

Safe

A Browncoat Ballad

There are few things

More beautiful

Than the brother’s love

For his sweet baby sister

An unconditional love

For a girl unjustly undone

By a bored curiosity

From behind the hands of blue

She steps outside

Ever protected

Trying to remember

What once was

What she once was

A dancer of free spirit

While she dances

The man that claims the faith needs saving prayers

While she returns

Through dance

To what she once was

Her brother and his protective watch are taken

There was once a time

When the brother’s watch

Deciphered the code

His future sacrificed for something immeasurably more important

The brother and sister are taken

Left behind

To fend for themselves

Just like before

The hill folk have them

In their unforgiving grip

And death squeezes tight upon the preacher

With options nearly nonexistent

The doctor returns

To what he once was

And the preacher, in an unexpected way,

Does the same

Siblings share in memories

And are struck by nostalgia’s longing

For everything they had taken from them

Grateful for what they still have: one another

Tied to the stake on false charges of witchcraft

Her brother will not abandon her

As their old family did

Their new family arrives just in time

Big damn heroes

Have everyone back on board

Back home

To the unconditional love of family

With hope and smiles

The siblings now know

That their family is not just the two

It’s the preacher and the rest of the crew