Grant Her Powers


Grant her powers, to come to power,

Then she will fly over lands and tower.

Looks like she has mouth, but no vocal right,

How can she be so high and bright?

Don't know why to keep her concealed as gold,

tarnished out, won't keep strength and lusture uphold.

Grant her power, to come to power,

Then she will deliver her progress each hour.

Looks like she has hands, but not to fight, Enganged in household and wrapped very tight.

How would a tiger look like in a cage?

All strength packed and nothing on his page.

Grant her power, to come to power,

Then she will protect, like armor to evil shower.

Looks like she has eyes, but not for sight, Depressed under darkness and not a scope of light.

So mighty, she can see every bit through closed eyes,

What godess of justice will do sitting like ice?

Soon the day burns night, soon long she flies,

A rainbow radiant, comes out of storm in skies.

Grant her power, to come to power,

Then she would bloom like florid flower.

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