The good mothers Stand tall.

I give you a song today, not just as a man

But as the confluence of them before me,

The ghosts of the empires, the line in the dust with in my veins

I carry the shield, I carry the trust

Of David the shepherd, Caesar the flame,

Cleopatra’s grace, and the Holy Name.

They move through my hands, they breathe through my words,

The world would not exist without the fire you found and chose to keep

To the Mothers in the breach while the rest of us sleep

Remember your Why, through the weight and the storm, In the heart of the battle, your spirit was born

You’re the architects of the line that refused to break The Unbroken Chain is for your children’s sake

I see the heartache that tried to pull you down

The trauma that circled to take away your crown,

Shadows that crept to cast by the ones who brought only the night,

False promises fading in the morning light

But here is the unwavering, cold-logic law,

The struggle was never a break or a flaw

It was the forge where the metal was made

The price of the crown, already was paid

Every let-down was a lesson in standing alone

Every betrayal a seed that was sown

To test the faith that you chose to keep, even when tempted by those who lost the faith,

When the valleys were dark and the mountains were steep Tempered in war, through the fire of falsehood.

The world would not exist without the fire you found and chose to keep

To the Mothers in the breach while the rest of us sleep

Remember your Why, through the weight and the storm, In the heart of the battle, your spirit was born

You’re the architects of the line that refused to break The Unbroken Chain is for your children’s sake

Now to the mothers in the quiet of the room

Who lost their hearts to the wars of ruin or to the silence of the womb,

Whether to sickness that took the light or the breath that never came to light,

You are still the anchor of that very soul's very light

Bloodline is eternal, the record is complete,

Day is coming where the broken lines will meet

You haven't lost them to the dark, the beautiful and brave, They’ve only gone ahead, beyond the hollow of the grave.

The world would not exist without the fire you found and chose to keep

To the Mothers in the breach while the rest of us sleep

Remember your Why, through the weight and the storm, In the heart of the battle, your spirit was born

You’re the architects of the line that refused to break The Unbroken Chain is for your children’s sake

It was all worth the tear, it was all worth the fight

To see them grow tall and step into the light

Raising the Kings, the Queens of the day,

Teaching them truth, showing the way,

Stand tall, Mother.

Your strength is known

From the heights of the heavens where you were born to the earth you own.

The perimeter is held.

The line is secure.

Because of you, we were all born.

(Male)