As she lay upon her bed of shame
She adjusts hanging her feet off the edge of society
As toes touched a floor of pride
She dropped her dress of ego
As she approached a mirror of vanity
She wiped away foundation of insecurity
Then she walked to me
The strut of self-importance
Sank into that of a humble being
Then she bowed to me
As if to show me her crown
But her crown had fallen
Just as her compassion did
I taught her
She fasted for months
Removing the impurities of socialism
She purged her mind of narcissistic ideas
And fed on the knowledge of a once fallen queen herself
And it began
Her hair grew coils of generosity
Body glistened with confidence
She spoke with words of power
Her lip formed vowels and consonants of force
Eyes holding a stare of integrity
She looked at me
Two queens looking back at each other
As her hand reached out so did mine
We adjusted our crowns becoming one
Ive come a long way.