Merry and Mischief:

there are those of us
who can don armor of sorts
and carry all its responsibility until the end

and then there are those of us
who waller in Merry and Mischief

we refuse the armor
complete vulnerability
and accept that our power is rooted
in no armor at all

Rooted in the ability to shed armor
is our motto!

The battlefield is for armor
The fringes are for thinkers

we hide in the shadows and determine
the outcome of battle

for battle isn't determined by the fighter
it's determined by the brighter

So we carry the responsibility of Change

war is fought with souls
and won with brains

bring the two together and we have Change