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 © Bheki Nxumalo | Year Posted 2017
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