Princess Rose

Born,raped,she rose
and read a piece
of yesterday's 
misery.
She rose and
travelled her victory.
She shall not be
raped 
again.
Her smile shall 
create no infatuation,
across her womb
will lie generations 
willing to learn.
Thank you
mama for
giving 
birth to this
nanana.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Agustin Avatar
March 1, 2025 at 5:01 AM
I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.
Nxumalo Avatar
August 9, 2017 at 3:38 AM
This is for someone called "Mama" a centre of strength and language of all times.
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