Movement of the Word, World

movement of the word "world" a center of religion I am its goddess, a goddess of redemption peering over my soul bounty I see what appears to be a pillar of Souls all wrapped up into a spider web I see many things In a quiet revolution I write them down I have never known a man or woman alive that could persevere me without being in renown my "civil liberties" are to debate myself to antagonize growth hormones, and flower Like a rose petal, I see you through to the end but like the goddess of forever, I am only a vixen-- a man, yet a woman incarnate.