Diana, A Poem From a Thirteen Moons Sister
They told me empowerment
Were in steps you could find
Here is a list, they whispered,
just follow
just follow
Body ragged from earthquakes
And soul starving from plague
Given crystal vials of poisons
I swallowed
I swallowed
Why must my heart hurt?
Why must my feet ache?
I’m trying
I’m trying
To Earth and Moon I swear
I’m trying
Crying
& pleading
for some way out of my pain
Hunger lead me chasing
every truth I could find
except my own
except my own
Nearly dead from the fight
against this enemy unknown
At the end of my rope
She came
She came
She showed me my heart
my hands
and my face
She showed me a path
of a much different fate
“Put down your old weapons
and lay down your old fight
don’t become your own enemy
seek your own might
Take my bow
and my arrows, too
Pierce only what binds
Kill only what breaks you
“Take my bow
and my arrows, too
in only the fight
that brings you closer to you”
~ Anonymous
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