Cadmium


She moves in the hands of those that bend her,
But strong in her own, she bends without breaking.
She shines in the light with genuine splendor,
Complex by design, but lovely in making.
While body corrodes, her beauty forever.
Insoluble secret, how perfectly made.
And everyone hopes to be her by endeavor,
Or keep her their own by some palisade.
But she is a freedom that cannot be tamed,
And (when she's together) cannot be impaired.
Therefore, in this state, when she is inflamed,
Instead of igniting, retains debonair.
She's stable, protective of others around
Who may be more firm, but who easily corrode.
But those who attempt to abuse her have found
There's bitter reaction they could not forebode.
One tried to burn her while she was divided,
And quickly she acted, enduring the blaze
A toxic return was fiercely provided,
Ending oppression in fragmented phase.

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