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A FRAGILE FRAME

MY FRAGILE FRAME, MY SMALL FOUND.

INSIDE ME RAGES\' BATTLES OF OLD

THERE MEN AS MEN

IM, ON MY BATTLE GROUND

 

NO ONE CAN TAKE WHAT IVE EARNED

 

MY MIND MY . THATS ALL YOU WOULD FIND.

 

PUSHED ASIDE AND SPURRED

 

A GENTLE FRAGILE FRAME

 

WITH THE BATTLE OF HASTINGS FIGHTING INSIDE

 

NO LONGER PUSHED,NO LONGER PULLED

 

STEADY,STANDING ON MY FEET I FIND.

A STEADY SOLDIER ON HER BATTLE GROUND

 

FEEL THE STRENGTH, FEEL THAT PRIDE

 

PRIDE COURSING THROUGH THE VEINS OF A FRAGILE FRAME.

THE STRENGTH OF   THEIR FEARLESS WAR

CALM, STEADY HER OWN FEET SHE STANDS ALONE

A BATTLE CRY, COMES SO CRYSTAL CLEAR

 

STEADY. CALM. TO HER COMES PEACE GALORE.

 

27TH NOV. 16