She never really had a chance,
It was so much more than circumstance.
A shadow's glance caught her astray,
Bound her up and bore her away.

She knew not when the time would come,
There was no place to seek freedom.
Waiting, she would have to pray,
That the shadows would just go away.

Then came the moment to overthrough
The shadow that stole her long ago.
She gathered up her strength to strive
And knew the shadows would not survive.

Her will was her arrow, her anger was the bow,
The shadows all stood waiting as she aimed for the blow.
Then she cast the shadows down, and they withered and were gone,
And she fired up into the sky, and unleashed, full force the dawn.