Yet She Stands


She was forgotten,
She was abused.
She was thrown,
She was bruised.

The world is full of hate,
But the world does not hate her.
The world is full of love,
But the world does not love her.

Her ideas are extraordinary.
Her ideas are unique.
Her marks are deleted by the world,
Only to be made again.

But you can never get enough of her.
She’s unlimited,
She’s one of a kind.

Will she survive?
Only time will tell.
She’s murdered,
Time and time again.
Yet she stands.

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