The Outcome- Stella D’vine

The music ominous in her ears.

She thinks of the dark enemies.

Enemies that are loyal.

So loyal, she think they royal.

The outcome of falling.

 

The custom of my wardrobe.

Poppin’ and swerving.

I am the outcome.

Trying to free the shackles.

 

Trying to release the tight chains.

Holding me back.

They trap me.

They oppress me.

I am that girl.

 

I am the outcome.

Never stagnant but prominent.

Dominant.

Carrying the weapon of words.

Warding off my enemies with pen.

Telling them off.

Poppin’ off my dilemma.

Swerving and dodging bullets.

 

 

I am the outcome they never see coming.

I am the shadow that lurks behind the walls.

Waiting.

I light the world with a single flame.

Magnifying the lens with a rotation of my fingers.

Enlightening the path and illuminating the Illuminati.