The seething

Eloquence she came a ride

motions of her haughty stride

grinning from the inner lies

that tread aneath her feet;

stars all shewn a darkened eye

the silent wings that do not fly

the strength of resolve within her cry

as she leads the bands of march;

and others too have words hearsay

the world a game for them to play

this is for you, they like to say

peace and safety on a rope.

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