follow as a sheep? I should
have been a lion. Afraid to make
a peep. Should have built up
a Zion.

Why did I
weep over men that strung
me as beads on a string? I should
have been a diamond, a solitary stone -
a bright azure island.

Why did I
wilt in the garden? They tilt
the sun from the place I was
lying. Cloaked in shade I was
dying. I should have been flying
in the wind. Should have grown me
a pair of wings.

Why did I
wait till now? Why did
I stand in my ivory tower looking out
at a world I can devour. Creamed
as the chowder I cannot flower.