Protector’s Wrath

By Damien Knight


Memories burnt into my mind

Laughter, cruel children

Who have not seen rage

A wrath like mine

They laugh at her pointing

They laughed at me

I cared not for it

But her, I wouldn’t see

All around, they were unaware

The sleeping beast’s wrath is still there

And those who harm my princess

Had better beware

As children we all feel helpless

Why now as adults do some still feel

Like we have no control

Life is a dream surreal

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