Quiver

Trouble me they may
But they can’t unearth this man
Pester me with problems
But they can’t dethrone the masses’ wishes
Sour the water they might
But they can’t taint my image
Taunt me they threaten
But I’ll arise glorious in the end

You cannot win on a platform of slander
You cannot win on a lack of faith in the collective
You cannot win with widespread ignorance
You cannot win with me in your way

Write me off they want
But I don’t fall with empty blows
Scare me they say
But I don’t quiver like they should.