There’s the broken and the healers,
The creators and the killers.
The followers and the leaders.
Here’s the victors, and the shamed,
The wild ones, the tamed-
The sacred ones, the blamed.

I am vessel, I am hole,
I’m a beast and I’m a soul.
I’m skin-blood-tears, and spirit,
I’m the darkness, but I fear it.

I am golden, and brown rust,
I am still, and pull and thrust.
I am woman, I am girl,
The shell and sand stained pearl.

I am silence, and I am voice,
I’m the chooser and the choice

I am miracle, and disaster,
I’m the slave and I’m the master-
I am me, but somehow vaster.


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