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WOMAN OF FIRE

As I crawled away from you
Towering above me
With your strength of spirits
Hot poker, held high
Beauty of red
Black of ash
One could burn the soul-immortalise
the spirit
Of one so young

Tears could not deflame you
Nor quench-thirst for power
Equality to Satan
You neared your rightful seat
Upon the throne of flames

I have looked
I have seen
Into the eyes of my Mother

You were not her
You were

a woman in disguise

Caz 1991

 
 

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