Goddess of wisdom, the pure spirit warrior within.  
Despite the battles and violations; 
Treaties made in love
Shattered in treachery.
These do not sully me,
But those who broke them,
Warred against me, plagued me for a time.
With age, numbers and intimidation they invaded.
They had Power Over -- transitory.
I have the Power From Within -- eternal.

My gleaming spear of truth in hand,
I stand resplendent in my armor.
I have wisdom, courage and strength, 
My mettle well tested. 
I can now disrobe, in perfect love and perfect trust.

Those dismal souls
Mired in torment, 
Trying to wash away their own ruin 
With the blood of innocents 
To no avail.
Destined to repeated their monstrous lives 
Until they learn.
For every moment of misery inflicted, 
They will serve three.
Choking themselves, paroxysms of anguish
Trapped inside their broken-glass minds.   

I Know who is finally Victorious.

--Laura Law, October 14, 1996