the queen

I was born a queen.

Crownless,

but a lady with guts.

After I felt,

I walk with my head up high,

ignoring lies,

but punish disobedience.

Your rumours are your only weapon

against the wars you get.

My defense is spilled ink,

my true heart will try

to save msyself from shit storms.

To every storm that comes.

If you have never met the queen of resistance,

you meet her now.

copyright by Magical whispers/I. Normann, 19/04/2020