He twisted her and turned her round,
Led her deep into the maze
Until she sensed no trace of home.
She circled, wandered in a daze
And when she reached its squalid core.
Looking up, in agony
She spied him watching from above,
A laughing, cackling, profanity.
She found, from deep within her soul,
The secret to her freedom.
With lightning stare, she met his gaze,
“You have no power over me!”
And in a trice, as if unbound,
Pillars crashed upon the ground.
Fear aside, she dared looked down
The laughter now a howling frown.
She looked ahead and smiled.
The labyrinth crushed from floor to dome.
She stepped around the crumpled trash
And walked the path to home.