Justice comes on Victory's wings

June 18, 2018

I am a marble statue
Forever young
A broken reminent of by gone times
A bittersweet reminder
A silent echo of times long gone

I have been frozen
By fear and intolerance and hate, those gorgons
The true Medusa

Handless, I take up arms
Faceless, I call out

I am humanity
I am victory
You will silence me no longer

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