Phoenix Rising
Today, I felt as if I stepped off a cliff.
Am I just a waif?
For so long I have been in bondage.
And I have seen the carnage.
the pain and agony,
and people looking down at me from the balcony.
Today in my silence
I felt a surge of defiance.
Just as the phoenix rising
I will no more be compromising
Shackles and chains are broken
No more soft-spoken
Let the weak become strong
For I do belong
I am one of the chosen
I am like Lozen.
© Deborah Seale Schnadelbach 5/17/2022
Copyright © Deborah Seale | Year Posted 2022
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