Brave
If God got your back
Chin-up woman,
Walk as if the Soil owes you.
There is no greater agony
Than being a slave to your fears
And wretched past.
If it means you must use force to claim
What indebted to you, use it
And be ready to be hated
By those who expect you to shrink.
Copyright © Nosipho Bleeding Ink | Year Posted 2019
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