Dear Brett

In light of recent events

If you want to see Hell,

I'll raise it,

Your shackles won't hold,

You jaw will drop open,

Eyes growing wide,

Speechless,

Defenseless,

As my fury rages forth,

No longer a prison in your cell,

No longer subject to your poison,

A woman,

A victor,

A champion I rise,

Up from the ashes,

In spite of your belittling,

For you don't own me,

And you will not

Take away

My voice.