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THE PERFECT WOMAN
The Perfect Woman
Is the warrior with wings, unable to ascend the skies of life
Her blade is dull from battle, unprotected from a downed shield
Dementia has infiltrated her true existence and her stability
Does she remember at 16 she marched with the Reverend Dr. King, the day he was assassinated
Does she know that I'm warring in spirit, because doctors wave the white flag
I've alerted weapons of divinity, and prayed for strength in acceptance
For I know, if I lay the sand glass on it's side, time still doesn't cease
A woman and her secrets, contains an unparalleled power
Scratching the surface...I thought you didn't want us to worry
I've looked at it in depth, you never told us, because claiming sicknesses would file away at your faith
Warriors remain battle tested, and the rules are contained in The Serenity Prayer....
Scribe Marlon Linton
The Perfect Woman Contest
Sponsored by, Michael G. Smith
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