Fight, My Warriors, Fight.featured

I have always lived life by my rule book,
Noncompliant to your divisive needs,
Facing the scrutiny as a scorned mistress.

Aching from the leather of your lashes,
I knelt down to the heavens and prayed,
Cultivating a vigor to rise above the flaming ashes.

I would watch it burn a thousand times,
To revel in the truth for which I have found,
Only a strong woman turns her wounds into wisdom.

Today will be no exception.

– H🏹