Awaken
Arise
Ascend
The Throne
Your Throne
My Throne
Our Throne
The Kingdom
No
The Queendom
Yes.
The scattered dust is falling.
The remnants of war
Lie sweltering
In the heated blaze
Of Us.
Burn
Scar
Damage.
It is all revenge
For years of toil and struggle.
No more quiet obedience.
Yes
Awaken
From the self-induced slumber
Brought on by suffering.
Arise
From the greying ashes of the battlefield
Where bodies lay burning, souls turning.
The moon, sky and stars watch on.
Their all-knowing eyes taking in
The scene before them.
All are equal under their gaze.
Equal.
Across from us
They stand
Watching you
Watching me
Watching us.
Defeat is in the air, palpable.
Their Defeat.
We can taste it
We can smell it
We can feel it.
There is no joy in our success.
The thought leaving a bitter taste
In our mouths
And our minds.
Too many were lost along
The way
From both sides.
This was no easy battle.
For anyone.
They wait.
We wait.
They wait
With bated breath
For you
For me
For us
To do something,
Anything.
Ascend
The Throne
Your Throne
My Throne
Our Throne
Yes
Our Throne
Bo longer Their Throne
But Our Throne.
We are all equal
Under the moon's
Watchful eyes.
Equal.
Our Throne.
~~~~~~
So the poem is mostly talking about oppression, mainly against women and how in the future we will overcome it.
The moon is basically implying that to bigger beings we humans are all equal, there is no bias.
Also speaks about all those that died in the struggle and how the fight for freedom of oppression against women and everyone was and never will be easy.
I wrote this. If you don't like it then sorry for you. Agree to disagree. Also don't judge. It's like my first poem, ever.
I'm feeling kinda self conscious.
