Queen
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In the outskirts of London,
a queen started
without a crown.
Born again after
be born in another country.
Slave of himself
and the circunstances.
Knowing about his jewel,
his pride made him dream.
Refused by his origins,
he tried to hid them.
His teeth weren't straight,
he suffered inside.
A unique voice
in the smoky places,
low neighbourhoods,
trying to be heard.
A queen without a crown,
came out to life.
A queen was born again,
he sang the best rock songs.
He was alive, rich and famous.
Lost in the fame, he lost his
crown.
She or he never been encountered.
After all the way he made,
fighting for a crown,
he left with the crown,
being a queen and a big
place in history.
His remarkable moustache,
his songs, his crazy personality.
An inmortal queen close forever to us.
Copyright © Maria Fernandez-Garcia | Year Posted 2023
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