Ruin, There she stood immovable, Dark and gloomy in the dusk, Aheavy silence through the air, Restraining her courage,her will, But on she moved Every move drew her nearer, Nearer,gravitating her towards the doom, Eyes full of tears, Through them _she pushed, With eyes closed,arms outstrechted. Her heart drummed faster and louder, But why, Why should they do that, Is she not as well as to have her rights, Why ruin, Why blind her sight with flashes. ©Job, happy poet. All rights reserved. Ruin.
