The Birth of Adom pt. 2

Updated: Jan 24

Her rage in hand

brave anger

like a man's

She walked the earth

the others cowered at her feet

so meek, she laughed

as they cried and burned

in the turbulence

of violence

spawned from their own desire

a wildfire

spreading

her touch so harsh

chipping ice

with a butter knife

no fuss

no trail

just shadows.

Pain remained

as memories

for the chosen few,

those who knew

the power

of anger,

the feminine rose

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