I am the child.

Birthed by Chastity
Sired by Prudence
Aunts Fate and Destiny
Who bitch fought at my christening
And have both despised me since.

I am the child of forgotten queens
Out grown by society.

From Charity I have been given nothing
But her unheld ideals.
Hope
She did not even give my that,
But endorsed my hopelessness.

I am the child of forgotten queens
May they stay that way.