little girl
delicately sitting
hair wild in the wind
eyes deep, cerulean blue
leaves encircle
in a whirlwind of power
she seems
the center
of life

little girl
lips closed with wisdom
eyes closed with guilt
brain blessed with knowledge
the world wont acknowledge
she will stay calm
she knows her day will come

little girl
she knows solutions
to the questions of time
ignorance has labeled her a child
instead of a person
her thoughts left unspoken
she knows the day will come

little girl
sits patiently
soon the wind will lift her up
into the abyss of life
and she will unleash
the wonders of her mind
the powers of her time
and hopefully they will listen

little girl
lays down, into her grave
shes tired of waiting
grape's your crosses & your Buddhas
your dusty books of lies
throws them into nowhere
she cant save them
when they don't want to be saved
 
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