her above this battle of rage”
The body is a commodity
Little pieces making up
The whole, each part is integral
An odyssey takes place from
a journey of long ago
An lliad of a voyage over
Warring waters to a destined
place the place where it started
A long wandering in her mind,
The prodigy child has been the
Captain
Directing this ship through
An uneven course of events
The pirates are part of the
Conspiracy stalking the decks
With their muskets and swords
Sailing the high seas searching
For their bounty
Quietly they come, then plunder
Alive, these thieves of the stormy
Swells
Entering the cabin of the ship
Taking hostage of the child
within
She fights, grasping back what is
rightfully hers
Beginning to flounder in sinking
waters
A Sword gleaming in the night
Appears
A Captain comes to her aid
Speaking a Word lifting her above
this battle of rage
Now she is one in mind and body
The commodities have been
Restored, the ones she had lost in
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