once upon a princess
they had always assumed the truth had been
that the dragon loomed by the princess to doom the young men who attempted
to save her;
to keep her entombed; the dragon behooved to trap her within the walls.
but perhaps look closer and over the chaos you'll see
the princess had always been free,
and venturing through the empty halls the truth was
she felt safe near the dragon's claws because there the men could not place claim
to her name or maime her voice,
she felt she had a choice, not inclined to hold her poise
and power at her fingertips drove the men to their knees as they pleaded for their lives
made attempts to flee
all in vain
she made her name beside the dragon's flank.
call it cowardice, cruel, or crude
whatever word you prefer to use
whatever word you prefer to believe
the princess took advantage and presumed her position, so you see,
realization overcoming, giving her the notion
that perhaps "princess" is not a limitation, but an enabler
for what she could be.