The W(a)(e)ighting Game

The W(a)(e)ighting Game

 

Wait or weight 

Which will I choose 

Shall I choose to wait while my Prince

Battles a Dragon’s fumes

 

Or shall I apply the weight of armor 

Upon my own shoulders to

Become my own Prince and 

Battle a Dragon’s fumes

 

Wait.

While my prince travels

A God forbidden road

Wait for my prince, 

For I will be trapped twice

 

His highness will apply 

Weight of guilt to make me bend

And I am no contortionist 

I am a woman I will not bruise my knees 

For a King who Cannot see me

 

Weight.

I will apply the heavy armor 

Upon my strong shoulders and 

Fight for my own life

 

Guilt I will not fear 

I will be a contortionist at my own will

I’ll bruise my knees for 

My highness I will

 

 

 

I am a woman 

Wo-nderful Man 

No Knight and Shining Armor 

Shall be the legacy of me 

 

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- SLW

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