A little girl
Fated to a shell,
A hidden pearl
Enduring dwell
Of transient hell,
Trying to be wise
In destiny’s guise…
There’ll be a day
Life in this shell
Be deemed ill fit,
And so give way
To end submit,
As time to reach
Outside oneself,
To start a life
Of venture wide,
Tho trisomy holds
An altered place,
For a little girl
Fated to a shell,
Like a hidden pearl!
transient hell…
Like this one, a lot.