History remembered
who she loved.
It forgot
who she was.
They spoke of beauty...
while she mastered
kingdoms.
They admired
her crown...
while overlooking
the mind
that carried it.
A woman's greatest power
has never been
her reflection.
It has always been
her vision.
Never allow the world
to reduce you
to the chapter
they find easiest to tell.
Become the story
they can never
rewrite.
Slam poetry by Lucyalia
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