Shattered truth... of unconscious lies...
beneath the cautious minds.
The rebels rose...
yet silenced by the huge power...
which led their fire to shed.
Fury arrived... filled with tears... holding her hands.
All she could see was dead dissidents lying with blood... stabbed in terror... yet went in peace to heaven.
Marking her revenge, she moved on... focusing on the change rather than rage.
Will she bring out a change?
Maybe yes,
maybe not...
but hope she passes over the loss with all her might.