She is alive and primed, on fire
Taught her body as if on a high wire
She flies and swirls like a cape through the air
Tossing her head like a bull, wisps slip from her hair.
Her feet clip and tap making sparks and flame
She is smoking hot and on top of her game.
No longer in the first flush of youth
Yet her beauty is there and her knowledge is proof!
No Katniss she older and wiser she
Yet in tune with Miss Everdeen she strives to be free.
Her spirit yearns to escape she is on fire
She draws us all in to teach and inspire .
So Katniss as much as I admire and love you
Sadly the fight you have fought is nothing new
It has forever been the work of the oppressed
To stand up and fight , on fire like the dress.
willowdot21 
