Deal

And the witch doctor handed her a bottle of potion.

She was to drink it

to be able to stand on her beautiful feet,

dance, stroll and wander down the streets,

and in return,

the monthly payment

of what is most important,

her independence.

But what are legs, without independence?

When you walk every step, with strings attached.

And what is beauty, without pride?

when you allow yourself at the mercy of someone else.

She yearned to dance in the wind,

but not without freedom within.

So out where she enter,

she jumped in the river,

and without looking back,

she began to swim again.