Coming from a different realm,
There was something about her
No one could understand what it was.
At first glance One could sense her nativity
Her disposition was admirable
Kindness was her weakness or so she was meant to believe
All were drawn to her
Her spirit irritated their inner demons
It bothered them.
They knew of her docility
Having their fates tired together
Mesmerized them all.
I took another look at her
This time I saw a troubled young girl
Hiding behind the beautiful soul.
Echoes of Mercies I heard,
Denied of which she deserved the most.
With, a heart big enough to feed the lonely
She was always praised for her sophistication,
her maturity to handle things,
but with a stolen childhood who could blame her?
In reality she lived in depth of heartbreak
so much was expected from her and nothing given in return
“Educate a woman, and you have educated the whole village”
She received it not. The streets taught survival
Divine wisdom oozed out of her mouth, it killed them.
Who is she, they often wondered?
How dare she? She was meant to be seen and not heard
Clearly the battle is not for the strong nor victory to the swift
But chance happens to them all.
Her king waited patiently, The kingdom was a far but very near
Oo Queen, she weeped and sang
“Rejoice not over me enemies, that though i fall i shall Rise”
