Babble From a Stranger

Behind the Walls of Troy

Remembering the last time that broke me,

Snapped already fragile bones, let my inner spirit bleed

Failing to fortify all my walls.

That was my mistake, I admit.

Wanting nothing more than you to

Break them down or let them be,

Instead, chucking iron at the deep rocks that had been set for metaphorical centuries.

Now I will show you the second fault was yours.

Growing from battles, I wage war.

Looking over large ledges set high in the castle walls,

I watch for flashy shows of distractions ,for enemies lurking behind false wishes and I refuse to be led to deadly dreams

or to the destruction of my self-esteem.

I stand guard against trojan horses with manes like nooses for my heart and freedom

No, I will remain guarded. I will determine

Who is worthy of my presence who can be trusted with a queen's company.

A warrior has been formed: tried by fire of failure, yet

made glass by grace in grief,

I offer a challenge as great as the Greek epics: t

try to charge my castle, you will not fool me, you

will not succeed- viscous enemies disguised in glorious gifts.

Throw hammers, throw stones, blast cannons,

What can these do to walls embedded with metal?

You will not get behind these walls of Troy.