Cowardice

She was born with a mighty battle axe,
Divine power bestowed by omnipotent hands.
But like a moth to the flame, she abandons her claim,
Knowing that future is left behind her.

There is no way to mend this rift.
She’s fallen prey to the ball and chain of greed and lies.
As her footsteps begin to fail, her feet become anchored.
Her courage dies, and she releases painful sighs
at her loss of valor.

Yet still no sense of virtue or empathy will force her submission.
While the innocents suffer, she will turn a blind eye,
feigning their screams rest far beneath her.

-Risa