Words Emblazoned on a Page

With the flow of angry fighting words, I take my final stand

Soaring brighter ever higher in the fire of my own hands

 

My great song will not diminish in this whirl of wonder when

I will fly and ever grow into the woman I have been

See these words I write upon the page

They ring for me, not you

To me, they sing the sweetest harmony for which none else will do

Sing of trembled budding lily leaves, the rushing darkened stream

Of scared and stronger women in the throes of brighter dreams

Sing the story of my struggle and the proof that I was here

Words endure beyond my body in the crumbled space of years

They're my great unending testament of mind and body willed

Against a host of stronger evils in a battle never stilled

 

See the written evidence of one who finally took stand

By the fiery will or temper in the strength of her own hands

 

This poem is about: 
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