A tidal wave
A breaker
Dark and cold
Crashed on the shore
Of her ordained
Nicely kept world
Tore down the walls
And filled
Every pore
A force inhumane
Crumbled
Her sand castles
To the ground
And
Flooded
The plains
With images of pain
A furious gale
Ruthlessly
Lifted her veil
Dumbfounded
Stricken
Her silent screams
Echoed In vain
While over the ruins
Her eyes soared
Sternly
She stood her ground
Determined, bold
Water kissing
The hem of her gown
Never
Tarnishing her soul
She was found guilty
Condemned
Before
Being tried
Without
Being told..
m.kamel
