Poetry

Wreck

Don’t you see? I’d do anything to keep you safe.

There’s a place for being soft, for being kind, and for being a comfort. But when it comes to things that truly matter — the things that can leave us battered and raw, or headstrong and defiant — there’s nothing wrong with planting our feet, looking someone in the eye, and using the ire in our veins to make sure that we won’t be victims, and we won’t sit idly by in silence either. Because sometimes, little eyes are watching and learning what it means to breathe fire. To be a warrior.

Never a wreck.

© Sarah Doughty

This was also inspired by the incredible Nikita Gill. Her observations of Cersei Lannister from Game Of Thrones.

At the core of Cersei, her actions were always done with her children in mind. For better or worse, monster or not, she put them first, and was willing to do whatever it took to keep them safe, even letting her youngest die with poison, rather than letting him be tortured and eventually killed by the enemy. That is a strong mother. I think being capable of breathing fire to protect our children is admirable.

This was written in response to the #NovemberNotes challenge. Today’s inspiration was Wreck Of The Day by Anna Nalik.

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