Goddess.A Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldA study of Goddess!Anger rouses her from sleep and dawns the blue, Red tongue as proof her enemies blood, Cowards hide and demons retreat, As Kali rips muscle and skin in the flood. Three days the telling of this fearsome one, Beer held her fast and sleep came, Sekhmet lust for mankind to crumble, No need to leave them alive and lame. Tears flowed and covered creation, A bull whose soul had passed out of reach, Ishtar with power to rule all men, The gates opened for hell to preach. Magic blessed her time and time again, The crossroads never lonely or bare, Hecate will punish and protect, For alone she rules with Mothers care. Wise to follow her words to the letter, Minerva can see all reaction to guise, Crafted weapons will guide only man, Take solace in her ever failing eyes. The ship she crafted from the dead's nails, Never minding of squabbles with Gods, Hel prevails over all of the damned, Now she rules like her Father, with rods. Ma'at keeps order in perfect balance, Ever scorned by those in pure madness, Keep calm and follow her divine rights, Or forever stay in peril and deep sadness. Sacred woman are not to be forgotten or troubled, With power comes ordinance and bravery, Follow most and seek peace within their bosom, As men will forever be within their slavery.
© 2020 Thomas Fitzgerald
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StatsAuthorThomas FitzgeraldWexford, Leinster, IrelandAboutTo all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..Writing
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