Awakening

Sweaty palms

Shivering legs

Head bowed low

Cowering vow

Small steps

Threateningly little

She stands on stage

Raises her head

Microphone in hand

The shivers at bay

Her voice comes out clear

Booming and loud

The melody raises, falls

Beautiful in rhythm

Maybe just the start

The awakening of a millennium

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