Time she thinks
To have her day
Had enough of
All they say
Crossed the line
Treated her bad
Taking no prisoners
Enough she’s had
Bled her dry
For so very long
Leaving her drained
Her energy gone
But then she awoke
Saw the light
Violently pushed
Towards this inspiring sight
No prisoners now
No more
Taking advantage of
Many time before
Time to fight back
To stop being a victim
To go on the attack
To go all out fighting
Posted in: Poetry
Caliburnus Rises 
Posted on Jul 16, 2012
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