Despite the world's demands, I remain warriorMy fierceness a reflection of my hopesIn my lover's eyes, I find the eternal flamePurpose blooms where my knees once quivered.I am unyielding to those who seek to enslaveGreed and power do not rule meI seek d…  | By Sofia Falcone on July 22, 2024 | Despite the world's demands, I remain warrior
My fierceness a reflection of my hopes
In my lover's eyes, I find the eternal flame
Purpose blooms where my knees once quivered.
I am unyielding to those who seek to enslave
Greed and power do not rule me
I seek dominion only over myself
My light and shadow both expansive
Neither holds fear over me
For I am both...
And both are within me...
From this truth, I will not retreat.
My heart is understood by those forged in the fires of Hades
Triumph fleeting...
Glory ephemeral...
Only the strongest endure...
To be a diamond, pressure must be embraced
Push me...
Insult me...
Attempt to break me...
Though wounded, I persist.
I am more than your words
A free spirit, uncontainable like the hidden sun
I gather strength...
Rising again...
Despite their mockery I continue
Each wound fortifies my resolve.
I fight not for a lord's cause
But for a grander purpose
To exercise my divinity
Though I've lived among beasts
I am not their captive
Ancient blessings grace my soul
Unconquerable amidst rival revelry.
Despite sweat and tears, I rise
Conquering what most fear to confront
Walking where many falter
I face my true self without fear
A quest not for the faint-hearted
Wearing masks is facile
To dare to be demands Atlas's strength
Through seas of tears, trauma and death
My soul, I shall reclaim.
Stand in my path if you dare
I am a tempestuous rival
From all directions, winds aid my cause
North winds…
South Winds…
East and West winds all come to my aid
For I am vigor made strength.
I battle the diseases of ignorance and complacency
Which claim more souls than wars
Where brother turns against brother
To appease the nebulous mob
But I shall rage
Against insidious surrender
No congeniality, false pleasantries or omissions
I shall keep fighting this virulent submission.
I embody perfectly imperfect self-love...
Resilience personified...
Magnanimous, some call me
Vengeful, others shout
As the world tears at my soul
My spirit remains untarnished
For I am more than mere mortal
I am sinner...
I am saint...
Of these, I bear no shame.
When my days on Earth cease
Know my spirit resides with the Gods
For I dared to live when others did not.
Sofia E. Falcone
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