She

She was beautuful,like the revolution. I could feel my skin getting dry,my soul coming to life when she speaked. She was absolute,all or nothing. She could make you tremble with love and respect.She loved beyond measure,she hated so little. She had the power to make them all fall to their knees,begging.Yet,she chose not to.She chose to stay silent,teaching them.She spoke her mind,everyone else's happiness was more important than hers to her,she wanted a new world,she dreamed it,hell she fought for it.She wanted everything for it..but settled for nothing. Even calling out her name makes my soul shiver with pain.

Her name was peace.