Thursday, August 27, 2015

Sapphire



I am a Queen
I am rare
I blow my own horn
Maybe you should fix yours too
I can't hear you from the top
Success is my only noise

I am not meant for the weak
My blood irks at simpletons
I will look at you deeply
Body like Sapphire
Pleasing to the eyes
But none for the hands

Look at your own life
Tell me
How I fit in there?
Sorry honey
Feathers can never hold up gold

So hush your unfortunate lips
Stand still, you might see my splendor flourish
Listen, listen, my glory's prized speech
"I am a Queen
I am Strong
I Rule"





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