In her dreams
she had no name
her life & death
were her only companions
in her dreams
her spirit wandered
torn & forlorn
rubbish heaps her only home
In her dreams
she was black
& her mother was white
her feet were raw & bloody from battle
when the sun rose
she rose from her bed
of pine needles, twigs, grass & ants
to avenge her mother & bury her father
Up she climbed
on her mother's horse
shame was her companion
nobility was her path.
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