Frog

She was called Frog

A cruel name

Given in ignorance

For something out of her control

 

Shunned 

Pushed to an outer wasteland

Disgusted

Wrong and unnatural

 

Most Days

She felt as small

As the creature

That originated her branding

 

But in little Green's

Darkest Hour

A princess came forward

To kiss her pain away

 

This earned the princess 

A branding as well

They ripped her from

Her sovereign tower

 

Two Frogs

Together

Uncaring of their Branding

 

Two Frogs

Together

Despite the world of Hate

 

Together

Because all they see

In the other's eyes

Is a Princess 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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