Melting ore from the earth
We come raw as resource to be molded
Cast in shapes to be formed on dreams
Defined by character, strive to be known
She walked fearless in the lions den
Tested by all that she came to know
Both friends and foes, with daggers drawn
To see what matter her heart was made of
She stamped her vision on an institution, stubborn
Made of old guards, conservative in nature
She took on those that walked for hunt
Crawled on the under belly of the earth they did
Hardened by their environment to stand opposed
They brought back dark coal, gold as harvest
She went to war with them and more of men on Falkland battle
She stood her ground and was crowned a warrior queen
Named the Iron Lady and revered by all
She was as the Queen of Sheba, Cleopatra and Yaa Asantewaa
To have died and be made an immortal legend
So few from once humble backgrounds in play
Will rise up this high to the throne of glory
And become an inspiration for a whole generation
Maggie, Maggie, oh Maggie
With Thatcher-ism and hair-do
May your soul rest in peace, mar-mite
While we argue on your controversy
Taking sides, for or against
May your soul rest in peace, Maggie
May your soul rest in peace, mar-mite
While we argue on your controversy
Taking sides, for or against
May your soul rest in peace, Maggie
Very controversial figure.
ReplyDeleteThe debate about her legacy will rage on for a while
will always be remembered RIP
ReplyDeleteshe def left her mark...on some a bit more than others...its been interesting to read various perspectives on her in several peoples poems through out the week...will be interesting the further we get from her life how she is truly remembered...
ReplyDeleteOn point... Such controversies surrounded her...
ReplyDeleteHey... really great poem and interesting portrayal of Thatcher. Most of what I know comes from her alliances with Reagan. And now, of course, all the airtime she is getting on NPR.
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