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Her Warrior Code – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“She wasn’t looking for a knight, she was looking for a sword.” Atticus

Her Warrior Code

In the fog faintly came a path,
a clarity of who into doing,
born of the finest of blades,
a natal instinct so sharp it
would pass through love
unharmed, undivided, yet
the slightest sting, the steely 
eye, the voiced tone, just as the 
cradle rocked out she desired 
to nail the dissonance
arraigned against her sacrifice
of flesh to breath for a 
posterity of loved immortality,
birthed in a raw need to  not
be alone in the rags of polished
lies of promises long laughed
as known deceptions of self
flaunted as normal, but no,
she floated past the asphyxia
and sliced through the harm
laden treacle of judgement,
her warrior code carrying her
sacred child to templed life.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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