he hunted in the woods,
under the punishment of death
to feed his starving family and others around him
he detested the oppressive rules regulated by the Capitol,
and didn't let them stop him from speaking his mind,
he's a fighter, down to the bone,
and didn't let the peacekeepers stop him
but rather, added the kindle to his flame
he had a different love, than the baker boy did,
his, was more compelling, more deeper than that,
loaded with his snares, and arrows, he's more than willing
to give his life for a cause,
greater than his own,
larger than he knows, it seems
rather die, rather be caught, rather die than take back his word,
but give his flame to the ever growing fire