The Lioness

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The lioness A poem by


Never a fan of the timid approach
Ferocious in the pursuit of all her goals
 Wild at heart, no one could ever tame her
Determined to leave a big bold stamp on life
She dreamed of the best, manifesting the mediocre would never suffice
Outlandish, resolute she would not be thwarted
She laughed at those who tried to mould her into their own image
Celebrating herself was a right, not a privilege
Hers was a world painted fluorescent with imagination and creativity
No boxes existed no space for negativity
She was a queen sitting on her self-made throne
The lioness conquers she does fear roaming on her own 
Copyright Tachira Wiltshire

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