Begotten by poor yet ambitious couple who
blosomed green
Their only wish was to see
This seed from their groin become an
impeccable queen
Lady of grace,mother of a black –blooded race
But they never stayed
To watch their seed be the Lord of this Prestigious Stage
On the concrete she grew
After the couple flew
When uncle death blew
Their candles before they knew
To their heiress, the world become suddenly
new
When poverty descended on her like a new dew
Sitting in the middle of the dilemma confused
of what to do
Either to prostitute and pay her dues
Or remain good and be consumed by poverty too
This were the wishes of a hopeful couple to
their beloved kid
That she will be queen with high dignity and self esteem
How could their dreams live
When the demanding earth forces her to make a
pitch or take a switch
To be a bitch if she ever wants to be
comfortable or rich
And be labelled another ghetto queen
Or cross over the narrow bridge
To be crowned an impeccable, in-famous queen
In the land of her dreams
Far, far, away from reality’s streams
SEYIDEKOL[2007 ]COPYRIGHTS
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