You stand in judgement without knowledge of her
Giving stern looks and harsh words
Seeing only that which you want to see no matter
Whether it contains truth or reason
You think you have her pegged stripped and bare
Laid before your leering eyes
To scrutinise and take just a little more of her soul
But now the protection you cannot see is spinning forth
She isn’t helpless and defeated
Building herself back up and soothing from within
Her defences may look down
You may think like a fallen fighter she can be counted out
But like the whirling swirling mist she will devour
The world you think you have torn away
Was only a facade underneath her being thrums with need
Her walls built of stone eyes of slate watch
You see nothing nothing at all
The warrior she is fighting back to the surface
Do not underestimate her capacity to rebuild and conquer
Ailsa
©AilsaCawleyPoetry 2016
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