The Creole Queen was not born to bow

She is both Wolf and Horse

Wild and Free

When Angels call

It is She they seek

When Angels fall

It is her soul upon which they feast

Still, she will rise

Trained by Demon spys

Still, she will soar

Through that door

Filled with light and love

From The God Above

To the Goddess Within

She is not without sin

She is the redeemer, the anchor and the compass

She is woke and she is not yet broken

-Devon J Hall

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