Silently she passes beneath muted trees
A wordless voice calling upon the breeze
Memories dancing through her mind
Of a long ago time when her heart was kind.
Countless vagabonds and cut throats
Trespassing upon her land like redcoats
So she builds a towering wall tall and strong
Protection from the bloodthirsty throng
Shouts and curses ride upon the pristine air
Safe inside she smirks her green eyes glare
A steadfast fortress or a nearing doom?
No start no end like a weaving on a loom.
Over her shoulder shines a vivid light
A precious gem a way out what a sight.
Another voice shakes her from her memory
Dragging her from her ancient history
What a time what a life she has came so far
Past so much she has overcame her scar.