GloMag GloMagDecember2018 - Page 79

Will she - the target for a narcissist's temper - Wilt, and let him waste her? Bea gallivants in the fanciest mansions, Where the men wear the lily white shirt, Politicians, tycoons, barons, bankers - But she sees their under skin dirt Sees how they rob the country in silence, Whose people suspect little of it, Oh Bea is rage. Is beauty-with-wildness. Is wild against those who rob it She forges from her belly the iron of her bone; And, at The Domain, from a Speaker’s box, Tells the masses: You've been taken for a loan. Wake up and pull up your socks 79