She’s perched to her knees, begging, release me, please
From this ungodly mess bestowed upon strong, wrongfully so
Been crying to die, to breach the altogether improper side – where shrinking – violets take to Finally hide aside behemothly rest and lie vicarious
For all of an unjust, frightfully inept lifetime of have and Have – Nots
The latter more so than anything else
Bless her caressed nothingness to the dust to Ashes bone
A primed pretender dispensed of herself