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Conqueror

I am one of thousands
A face in a sea of mourning faces
uprooted, stripped, ravaged, beaten,
But not defeated

Look upon me now
See the ornamental burdens which oppress me
and hold me back
I am not defeated

Look beyond the shackles
I hide not tears
but cache from my enemy
For I am not defeated

My body holds reserves of strength
which will pour out in the lineage
created from my fertile flesh
We are not defeated.

03-Apr-2002

More by :  Christine M. McCabe

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