Indomitable, by Mimi Grouse

They said her speech was brazen
So they made her close her mouth
Then they called her silence sulkiness
And told her not to pout.
They threw her in a dungeon
And nailed shut the door
But they couldn't stop her spirit
From roaming hill and lake and moor.
She broke the chains around her soul
And set it flying, free
To ride the wind, to raise the storm
And infuriate the sea.