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ANYWAY...

All the gods say
She is too big for her boots
I agree

 
They are appalled at this
creature
So impossibly small
Running so wild
Creating scenes in the halls
Of eternity...

There are meetings to be had
Decisions to be made
Actions to be taken, though
She seems...quite unafraid
 
They call for order and calm
These god's who control, for
They view this wild mother
With increasing alarm

She just keeps shouting
questions

Demanding answers and such
She causes scenes of unrest
She refuses to be hushed
The divine are upset, and
Understandably so, just
Who is ShE... to question
Where all the dead go

There will be consequences
they say
To those refusing to play
To those who stamp feet, on
The sacred truths of day, but
She stands her ground
Anyway...

M P 18/3/21

 

 
 

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Jill Tait

You stamp those feet my lovely get it off your chest 💙❤️💙

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Marion

I have worn the soles of my shoes away Jill...thanks love 🤗🤗🤗

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Jill Tait

Well keep on stomping ❤️💕❤️

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Im wondering if this is about mother nature. Or maybe its metaphor.  It's a wonderful intrigue. Kudos!!

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Marion

Sorry for late reply...no..it's about death💔 thankyou so much for reading love x

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Being Me

Mothers who have lost children deserve to be heard by the gods. Stamp and stomp away my friend!  If they can throw the dice so casually they need to answer the questions put to them.  If only life was fair ... ⚘x

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Marion

Exactly Tina...I'm prepared for war...if only I could find the enemy!! Thankyou love X

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