Ms. Baneful Crimson

Tread lightly ?

Sorry, I don’t think I know that phrase

But I can corrupt a situation silently

Carbon monoxide type of style, if I may.


Or switching a MAC-10 for that KA-Bar type of light?

Quiet and violently vivid

Swooping in with that Bullfight Night

Stunning sight of baneful crimson


She --who has earned the respect-- can walk

Can dance, sing, and stomp

as loud as she likes

Because it’s long past that time she

had no choice besides learning how to

Tread right.


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My community
My country
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