In the mines Sweet yellow canary Tiny song bird So acutely sensitive Suffers toxic gas Menacingly quick poison And rarely honoured Sacrificed for others Dies as martyr Un-integrated shadow From ancestral legacy Dark, implicit secrets Like seeping gas Infect open channels Burning the landscape Desecrating the feminine Fascia, skin, cells Abruptly ripped open Energetic ghost imprints Scarred ancient wisdom Shadows ever darkening Hidden in crevices Gasping for breath Shame in disguise Ancestors calling forward Begging for forgiveness Honouring and understanding Welcome HER home Visceral collective memories Vandalised sacred sites Angels, demons alike Inherent fluid wisdom The Sovereign Queen Dormant never broken Years of apprenticeship Returning in glory Reclaiming HER body Giving up martyrdom Honouring chosen karma Bringing back authority Tender and potent Flapping HER wings Sweet yellow canary Breathing freely again Singing HER song
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