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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