Her tiny little form, half in disarray
Her innocent mind, too small to discern
Cringing...as her back meets the wall
Totally Frozen...unable to bellow!
Slowly as it dawned, oh so evil
The rage inside, grew with her
No right had he, to grope and probe
Her self-esteem, was not to rob.
Yet too fragile, as that she was
She held her horses, for the tide.
The passage of time, saw her rise
In grit and might, just as her stride.
She stormed in war that she waged
Cast bleeding wounds, as she ravaged
To the kill, destroying mercilessly
She revolted, slashing fearlessly.
The Truth sparkling, did emerge
From the edges of a murky past
Defeated, she will never again be
Her body...her rules... to the last!!!