Thursday, August 16, 2012

The Beginnings

Coated once again in muck
She ducks behind a bin
Musical warning moves from her mouth
Tempting any thugs

In silence like a graveyard
She walked all through the town
Waiting for shadows to follow her
But none would come this time

Petty mongrels traipsed around
And sneered at sight of her
But none came near for long a time
Till someone grabbed her arm

The debtor pulled her form all eyes
And looked her up and down
He notes she cannot roam about
In nothing but this grime

Not only that, he was but a man
Yet he caught her well
Yes she was brave and mighty skilled
But there was room to learn

He brought her home to clean herself 
For they had work to do
A hero they wanted her to be
And so they'd make her be.


Next Week: New Discovery


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