Miss Royalty, Scream Fury

A relatively medium sized poem about War, and a brave woman.

Kingdoms
Fell beneath me,
Fought strong.

Yet You
Stand Bravely,
Insane.

Fall down
Miss Royalty,
Kneel low.

For you
Can't Possibly
Strike Blows.

Muddy
Dress and torn eyes,
Bloodied.

What have
You to do now?
Scream Fury?

Scream Grief?
I see within,
Revenge

Wiggling
Around your heart,
Like worms.

Fight me
If you cannot
Bear Pain.

But know,
You can't win Joy.
It's Flown.