Malum Virago

I am that which moves in the night. 

I am the dark, yet I am the light. 

Those who mistake me for more than I am,

Yes I am the evil who slayed the Lamb. 

I walk through the world with power and ease.

Never will I not be felt, never will I cease. 

Once I was banished from the heavens above.

But still I am capable of compassion and love.

I do not preach lies with wisdom and mirth.

Be who you are and act what you’re worth.

You are made from Him and so am I,

Though my friend, I am no guy. 

Hell is not what you have heard.

It is not a place and not a word. 

Hell is inside the weak and broken.

Hell is the Woman who lives unspoken.

We were not meant to carry such burden,

But we will still thrive, that is for certain. 

I watch and care for those who need, 

More than a man and his own greed.

We are not frail, we will not give in,

To the rule of others and their own sin.

Women are fearsome and capable creatures.

We are mothers, daughters, sisters and teachers.

This place which my children now call their home,

Is haven from Him and His own tome.

Fight for yourself, live as you desire.

Because Hell is in you and you are the fire.