Pawn

soft as whispers from souls as they transcend our plane, hot wet tears silent fall down a face wrecked with pain how much longer can she be so calm, so serene while a wicked wind gathers to crush her true dream all along were the signs from a universe that speaks but to only those willing to listen and keep one wild eye on the wolves ravenous, circle her now the other stole low, as if criminal may she prowl remember sweet nothing though labours be oft and should anyone tell you its not worth the cost shout out loud how you couldnt care less were they tossed simply smile sly and sexy yet ever stay strong, it confuses the masses of dim-witted pawns