I Will Pray
your beauty bleeds in the daylight
years of hard work, paid for your plight
you were the sweetest symphony
now a young heart's agony
youth and charm drifting away
callousness of time ruins your day
burdened with bricks you walk all the way
looking at you I have nothing to say
pretty Indian Woman, I will pray! I will pray
dedicated to the Indian lady working under a contruction site....
Copyright © Red Fiery | Year Posted 2012
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