She leads me home
Where I come from
Pushes me softly
In my back
Even though it’s costly
To others on the street

                        The society heat
                        Blows me over
                        I try to cover
                        My front
                        And when I free my soul
                        There is another goal

                        Watching the trees
                        Bending my knees
                        To the ground
                        Not to pray
                        I won’t give them a sound
                        Keeping my wisdom

But I want to say
Éowyn is my spirit
She’s leading my mind
Over heels
Making emotions blind
And to fight for.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2025