SHE SWAYED!

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‘Gong,’ the sound resounded
Swaying her to the left and right
In the crowded place, she swayed;
A meticulous dance movement that left them spellbound
The beautiful lady seemed care free;
Alas, a legion of demons pickets her within.

Today, she decided ‘no more’
She was going to wrestle the control from the demons.
She started swaying as the gong resounded
Getting ahead of the fiendish ones who were bewildered.
She swayed her hips and her chest in opposite directions,
Her arms bouncing back and forth
She danced to the rhythm of healing;
Letting go and being free


For every bad word ever spoken to her, she pushed it away as she moved
Her inadequacies rushed to grip her, but she danced it off
Her fast-paced dance began as she shook her legs
She shakes off the voices in her head
And clapped her hands together
In frenzied claps, her person rhythm came alive
She believed at that moment;
believed she was meant to be here
Then she snapped her fingers and nodded


She smiled despite the pain
Today she stopped waiting for the best moment
What isn’t the best for me isn’t mine, she thought


In the midst of the raging storm in her, she never forgot her crown

For the years she held back, she swayed
Her spinal cord feeling a constant jolt
Her crown shifted at times
For she was a survivor who had bested her demons
She finally accepted she was royalty
For royalty is not only found in palaces built with precious ornaments
No,
Royalty is birthed in the scars that tell the victorious tales



In shuffled steps, and bodies bent on crooked knees,
Other dancers joined her, as she taught them the steps to the rhythm
She encouraged them to form theirs
To fight their demons
To embrace their royalty;
A firm embrace rooted in the knowledge of their victory.


They swayed together as a new pack
Reformed
Reborn
Indestructible



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Excellence said…
Beautifully written. Keep it up.
4 March 2019 at 14:48
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