No.
Letters laden with burden, like their cousin 'if'.
A word that starts to finish a completely powerful sentence.
A word for journeys for answers.
A word to make villains and heroes.
A word that's held aloft or whispered inside.
A word to end all faith in god, and present us a new one.
No - a song to those to who are gone, with never a reason why.
No - a holler of rebellion and mistrust, contagious and feared.
No - a call to arms and swords that square the circle of knowledge.
No - a fair and equal lady, to be used by man.
No - a chipped and shiny coin, faces of hell or heaven.
No to you, them and it.
No to please, thank you.
No to none of it, and all of it at once.
No to gunpowder and bullets, and flowers in rifles.
No to hip, no ties.
No to justice and evil, the Batman and the Joker, to Commie Reds and the 51st State.
No to sitting in flames, salt marches and car bombs.
No to your stories, her stories and histories.
No.