The Queen has lost her thrown

For a moment she felt

Powerless….

Betrayed….

Spat on…

 

She then clothed herself with her

piercing words she calls wisdom

Yet she is still Not heard

Instead, Misunderstood

 

Why is it her fault that you suffer?

Why blame just her with the mistakes of the past?

Why blame True Love with

No Happy Ending?

 

Why look at her with such disgust?

Why torture her with fake endearment?

Why does her tender touch still hurt you?

 

 

Always mending…

Always healing…

Always falling…

 

Her viscous tears are

Forever trapped in her eyes

Refused to fall in vain

 

Her Spell can

Cure or Kill

 

I wonder what now she will utter?

 

—11th Child

Cerritos, CA

12:44am

2?10/2017