She's the star that lights up the sky,
Like a Falcon that make other birds look like flies.
But Every once in a while she gets knocked off her perch,
By troubles that seem to come in Mass.
She wonders if she will rise again,
If it will ever be the same.
Like a phoenix she's reborn in adversity,
Unfazed, she stroll past every calamity.
Greatness is in her blood,
Like one that has been kissed by divinity.
She didnt wait to be chosen by natural selection,
She succeeds by harnessing her nature.
Why be someone's queen if you could be a goddess?