Filemma
Filemma © by Bud Lemire on Jan 30 - 31, 2017 – Oct 27, 2018 She didn't know, how she could break free And thought being trapped there, was her destiny Filemma was special, and yet she didn't know She hadn't used her powers, so they didn't grow When they came for her, not too long ago Shackling her brutally, depressing her very soul It's not so much, the cause of what she had done Her captors, always liked a little fun They blamed her for the uprising, in the southern part Rising up against their ruler, upsetting the apple cart She didn't see them hiding, around the corner of her house They certainly were quiet, these rats were not a mouse They had her shackled, tightly against the wall Hanging up high, if she got out she'd surely fall And yet she had a feeling, that maybe it wouldn't be Yet what would break these shackles, and would set her free Her mind took her back, thinking of an earlier time When her Mother, Fortuana, had gi