She stood facing the harsh sun
He was doing the proclamation
It was relentless summer
She was still all a - shiver
Her hair cascaded behind her
Warm brown , her eyes of ochre
Her skin was of honey colour
They'd bound the hands together
As if that was enough to contain
Centuries of infamy and pain
Baah . Man , ideas so totally vain
Anyway, we state it bare and plain
As things stand . Fearless of fall
Well , within the sight of all
As was foretold , there rose a squall
As if the wind and sun were in a brawl
When all quietened
Silence heightened
All were silenced
Rather stunned
She , who was brought to be stoned
Had turned to stone , zoned
Frozen. Her stare cold , jade
Her hair in a stony brown cascade
The trees took pity on her
Growing a protective layer
Of green and brown around her
Twigs , vines , moss, bark and burr
Grew in lush green plentitude all over
Hiding her in their bosom , forever
Stilling her fiery heart , soothing fever
Resting her , nestling in arms greener
Than anything she'd ever known
The girl facing the sun
On her face a question
In shape of a frozen frown
The girl facing the sun
With hair falling brown .
