I Am Malala
Malala
A child
From a small village
Of Mingora
She wore a pink dress to look pretty
While she studied, the passion of knowledge
Her beauty
Her heart shines in her quest of learning
This child has the wisdom
Of eleven kingdoms
For this, they seek to destroy her
Talibani bombs to most seem strong
Only evil, attempts a child’s life
Only Angels saved her very soul
As she becomes a soldier
Of learning, a burning light
Is there a man to stand up to evil?
To shine a light upon heinous crimes?
Who of us has this will?
I ask you fourteen times, who will save us?
Malala
A child
From a small village
Of Mingora
They tried to send her to heaven
God sent us one angel back
So that may we learn yet again
The innocence of love
She has become the soul
Of tolerance
She has become the princess
Of knowledge seekers
In candle light we may prey
That her heart shall remain and stay
So that we may learn and grow
And fight evil, by simply saying NO
They shot a child in the head
For going to school you should be dead
The world wept at this cowardly act
Who would save us from such evil deeds?
Malala
A child
From a small village
Of Mingora
A child
With the wisdom of many Kings
A Princess with a heart of gold
Who has blessed us all
From velvet skies
A smile to behold
A work in progress, but dedicated to Malala Yousafza a young girl in Pakistan who stood up to the Taliban. She was shot in the head point blank range, knowing in advance this may happen. This also dedicated to her Family who have stood behind this young brave woman.
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