SednaA Poem by KismetThis is about victimization, spirituality, and how to heal.
Sedna, the mother of all under seas,
Mother of the deep, watery psyche.. the ground no longer frozen, we swim into her path, cleanse me of my pains, like a salt water bath... The animals whom clung to you, cut from your own body, and you had no idea what to do so you cried, and swam, screamed and came upon the land, and you showed your fury, the rage and the heart break, towards the victims, which you decided to make They harmed you, burnt you, left you to drowned, but we all know that what goes, always comes around... you show them firsthand the pain you can give back... You love all, but this time it's empathy you lack, cut them down, just as they cut you because they need to feel it, they need to see the truth... don't ever hide, don't be a victim, show them their wrong, your the voice of reason, show them your dictum... You won't take it sitting, as Sedna takes the ice land, their will be heads splitting... GET up, be proud... make the bodies of those who hurt you your very own personal shroud. © 2014 Kismet |
StatsAuthorKismetNYAboutJust trying to drop my ego, allow change and transmutation, waiting my transformation and working through it and I'm healing in the process. I love to fire dance, any kind of dance, music, writing, sp.. more..Writing
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