Fuelling The Rage

Is he just fuelling the rage 
I watched her write on a page
All of his adjacent scorn
Now the apparatus has been torn
And the image denied
Desecrated and defied
And he could do nothing but scream
At his former queen
For daring to point out the truth
That bullied her in her youth
Into something she did not want to do
But I’m calling out me and you
And you grow fangs and hiss at me
Like a kitten or a tiger in your fantasy
And you grew up strong
In a world where you don’t belong
He turns to drugs
I turn into one of his hugs
And we hold on tight
Because we know there will be a fight
To the death in this battle
Can you hear the snake rattle
When you step on her tail
But I can see her soul is not up for sale
In spite of what they say
He never owned her anyway
He kicks out the chair
Because he thinks she wasn’t there
Coz she couldn’t be ruled
Must she be schooled
In the lessons that she did wrong
She blows back with the wind
And I watch as her new lover grinned
Because he knows how to keep her sweet
And if it wasn’t for you they’d never meet
One day in the grass
She swore it would last
Til you cut her down
Did you expect her to just drown
In your tide
While you stayed alive
On the season of her
You might be an ocean but the water
Is not the only force of nature
The dinosaurs around the crater
Can attest
That sometimes the Goddess does know best

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