You Owe Me Fire!

They said the hall of empire had never known such a day

When a daughter of the colonies would storm their court that way

No silk upon her shoulders, no favor left to claim—

Just the ashes of her father… and a voice that carried flame

Marble halls and powdered wigs, whisperin’ behind their hands

Talkin’ like the world’s a map they folded to their plans

They looked me up and down like I was dust upon their floor

Just a girl from broken walls who’d come to beg for war

But I did not cross an ocean just to bow before your throne

I came to drag the truth to light you’ve never had to own

You owe me fire—you owe me flame

Every cannon bears my name

Every shot your navy’s thrown

Was bought with blood that ain’t your own

You sit in safety, dressed in gold

While I was out where devils stroll

You call this war?—you don’t know pain

You owe me fire—now pay the flame

I dined with kings of silk and smoke where knives are hid in grace

Smiled and played the loyal hand while death looked in my face

I learned their words, I learned their ways, I earned what you now keep

And stole the thunder from their gods while you were fast asleep

So don’t you dare speak caution like you paid the cost I did

I burned my soul to bring you what you lock away and hid

You owe me fire—you owe me flame

Every musket speaks my name

Every fortress standing tall

Stands because I took the fall

You preach of crowns and measured war

I’ve seen what waits beyond that door

You think this ends at land and claim—

You owe me fire—now pay the flame

You think your walls will hold the night like ours were meant to stand?

We thought the same at Strongcastle—now ash is all that land

I heard the temple bells go still before the fire took the sky

And in that hush I saw the truth no mortal can deny

They move like silk in shadow, speak as any man you know

But there’s an older hunger in the words beneath their flow

I walked their courts in silence, learned the shape of hidden flame—

And what you face is not a war… it does not fear your name

So send your fire—send your flame

Or watch it come and learn your name

Send your sons and send your steel

Or face the thing that does not kneel

I did not crawl across the sea

To beg you—you will answer me

By blood, by debt, by all you claim—

You owe me fire… now bring the flame

And when the chamber fell to hush, not one could meet my eyes—

’Cause every lord among them knew… I’d spoken no disguise