There Persists She Whom Exists
In This Vast World of Universes
There persists she whom exists
In this vast world of universes
She is a Lord of all under her Son
Vast expanses down to the miniscule ones
Her daughter of her brother is her proxy to all under her power
She strips the pride from murderers
And forms the world from the blood shed around her
The world of worlds, omniverse of universes
She breathes in smoke and pollution
And exhales fresh air but no solutions
To life’s largest problem
She writhes in agony but sings in endless melody
Of the pain of self seclusion to the truth of false illusion
She rips the brazen, cackling fiends from a path they have mistaken
For it is what they have chosen
Not all shall be redeemed but all are treasured endlessly
Within the Caverns of Legacy
About the Creator
Francesca Pisciotta
I hail from 'The Place of Gods.'
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