I breathe in. Sight. Fire.
We are one rhythm.
Controlled, steady, sure.
For you see I am a woman.
I live and thrive in a man’s world.
But given the choice between hand to hand and a swift bullet
I’d draw every time.
I am small.
My body has been broken many times
But I will not be a victim.
I am a woman, but I am not weak.
I will protect those I have sworn to