Ruthless and Relentless woman I love

Ruthless and Relentless woman I love.

She strides through life with purpose and might
A force to be reckoned with, day and night
Her resolve is unbreakable, her will unwavering
She never falters, never wavering

Her tongue is sharp as a razor’s edge
She cuts through lies and deceit with ease
Her words are weapons, wielded with care
She wields them skilfully, never baring

Her heart is cold as ice, hard as stone
Love and compassion have left her alone
She tramples on the weak and the meek
Their pleas for mercy fall on deaf ears, unheard

But still I love to hate this ruthless, relentless woman
For even in her cruelty, there is something human
A glimmer of vulnerability, a hint of fear
That keeps me coming back, year after year

I can’t help but admire her strength and might
Even as I cringe at the thought of her sight
She is a paradox, a mystery, a enigma wrapped in riddle
But one thing is for certain, she is no simple little

So I’ll continue to love to hate this ruthless, relentless woman
For as long as she struts through life, unyielding and inhuman
For in her strength and cruelty, I see a reflection of myself
A reminder of the power we all hold, to love and to hate, to save or to condemn.