The Goddess

The Goddess self reflected,
in mirrored Sun she sat
her image clear collected
for all to glory at.
She faced the ancient titles
and called for recompense
for all the insults suffered;
the price of ignorance.
The Goddess ever patient,
had watched for ages past
her ever-flowing bounty,
before the mindless cast.
And with the years her faded
robes were never to renew,
for she will give for just as long
as she is paid her due.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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