Its just a tale
That others can copy and tame
Others of her own kind
If only they would mind to use their minds
Its a tale of tomorrow
She hopes for
But still fear resides with her
From the pieces of clay
That the porter knows not
Or maybe never knew how to use it
Its a tale
Of twisted truths
And trusted words
Its a tale
Nobody wants to tell
Yet hold their ears to hear
Its a tale of fights
Valiantly won
And bravely lost
Because she doest not ghost
But stands till the end of time