To the Nines

Without a care we stand fast, before an endless sea
Impervious to any storm blowing our way
Without fear we glance into spiteful eyes
As we walk determined, dressed to the nines
Carelessly, we let them sling their pebbles at our feet
Continuously we blast and, with integrity, we reemerge poised above it all
We will trample over them, lo and behold!
With ear crushing sounds and pens like daggers
We reemerge poised above it all
We will trample over them, lo and behold!
And reemerge poised above it all