Amara

She rose from the flames of a charred broken home.

A princess cast out from all she had known.

An ugly existence she found at her door.

Her life and belongings tossed out on the floor.

She sought only love, and peace in her heart.

She gave over everything right from the start.

 Banished so cruelly for what she knew to be right.

Her voice it was silenced for choosing to fight.

She fought for her soul that they tried to control.

She fought for herself, to keep herself whole.

Her beauty inside, her beauty out.

Glowed from the embers, could not be kept out.

This princess found her charming within.

She did not need anyone, or to let anyone in.

She shines like a lighthouse, a warning to some.

A light in the darkness as bright as the sun.