An Ode To the Black Widow
An ode
to the Black Widow,
Oh mercy to your soul.
Walls heightened from reach,
I judge you not for your choice.
Your strength is commendable,
fear rests upon your enemies.
Like thunder you strike,
never the same place, twice.
She is tough as nails,
her heart as cold as stone,
doubtful to companionship
Love is the most unknown.
Lord grant her peace
for she lives off pain.
Rest her mind to the least,
before she becomes prey.
Copyright © Izintombi Zamambo | Year Posted 2022
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