The Amazon

Invisible figures moving in the mists of time, Hidden female phantoms, masters of the wilderness Wild, blending in as chameleons, they are the unseen. Legend's cryptic tribe. Maidens veiled beneath mysteries coverlet’s of beauty, Vanishing, as if a vapors mystic dream, created by ancient Historic mythology. But nay the Amazons, were fierce fighting warriors, Battle hardened women, whom lived by the basic instincts. Of survival and honor. Unbridled by the whims of society, no chains bondage, Could restrain their desire to be free from mans law. Liberation's winds moistened their lips, and inflated The lungs of these warrior women. Nomads raised on the theology, that man are inferior creatures, To be used as beasts of burden, or at leisure’s pleasure, Nothing more. Skilled in the art of war, renowned for courage’s Unyielding voracity, armored maidens of legend, And for raw endurance’s strength of will. Blow the golden horn of victory's challenge, As the ancient archer thus thread's her bow, In anticipation of the battle to begin. Drawn swords at the ready, do you not Hear their ancestral cry to arms, take No prisoners alive. Shield maidens whom answer to know man, But only the Gods themselves, Behold they are the Amazons. Shoulder to shoulder, and back to back, Shields raised glistening in the sun. The battle lines are drawn in history, A fierce fighting force by all accounts Renowned, to legacy's ancient passage, For all women to be proud of generations Forward to come, remember their battle hymn. Freedom sisters, can you not taste it's Flavor of liberation, carried on destiny's Four winds, I'll raise my cup in tributes Honor unto them, known as the Amazons. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN