At one time or another in our lives we have all been sacrifical lambs, having some horror forced upon us by some. Then for a while we are too weak to take it, then find courage and conquer all.
We've all been there, at work, in our personal lives, school, homelife etc.
I'll make this the latest challenge. Write a quick poem about one time you were the sacrifical lamb and how you fought back and why...
Anyone up for this one???
There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self...
(Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit)