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Oct 2020
they were vicious,
hateful , cruel,
she  naive, the loving fool,
they ran rampant, they gained ground,
the others sought the, rich ,cool ,sound.
They kept coming with bait,  gbh, truth serums,
for innocent and purity, unjust deliriums.
They held her up, like a trophy bound,  
and gagged,
the posts they sent, instantly flagged.
lies in the mud, dragged.
Light comes from above, eternal, unending,
penetrating rays, with love, all tending.
Truth dug deep, down in dirt,
speckled with blood and *****, her shirt.
Her shell undone, her tale unfolded,
her words unfurled , they felt scolded.
They hurled their fire and brimstones,
their mirrors, they shattered,
with their homes.  
They screamed 'you get what you deserve',
first time, she found comfort, from their words.
She no longer notices them, like many times before,
had always shut,  that mocking mobs door.
stretched upward shoots, found home in still waters,
three lotus blossomed,
Her gentle hold, for two daughters.
after every fall ,it's opposite spring
find comfort in the words you get what you deserve
know I am a lady, and also a king
know my own actions revealed my true nature
will always stay small and humble too
forgiving, loving, eternally I go
the dragon underfoot, I feed kindness for the lesson it bestowed
I need that dragon when I act in a flash
inner brain compells us when we are uninformed
inner brain begins and ends all the storms
that little dragon had to be born, long may it last, because love is supreme, the  ****** Mother is the Queen who teaches us how to love.
She is a warrior of Love, the strongest on earth, As much as they try, True Love cannot die.
Rachel Lady Durand
Written by
Rachel Lady Durand  F/Ireland
(F/Ireland)   
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