But i fear no foe in writing out my mind;
And you have no respect being a smoker in another culture.
In a certain culture,
People sleep with a menstrual woman!
But in another culture it is a taboo,
And i fear no foe in writing out my mind.
This is how the world is,
For what you respect in your land is at times nothing to others;
But the earth goes round for us to enjoy the muse of life.
But the heavens are watching us all on this earth.
And give thanks and praises to Father Yahweh who created us all,For true love makes thew world goes round.
But who will educate us on the truth?And like Edward and Ethel who were best friends.The wifely roll of a woman is gone forever and,It is being plugged by the teachings of a man;But the beauty of love is like the ancient art of literature.Faith and directions,And the memories of my life to tell at…
For i am nineteen years old and, i am like a woman of words already!One mile from ‘Mile-Seven’,One word from ‘Mile-Eleven’,And like a small world from ‘Mile-Twelve’! !But invisible with my passion to him who impregnated me;For i am nineteen years old and, i am like a woman of words.I am now in a world…
But the events are still unsettled,And like Zayla your friend who lives in the land of trouble.
And the candidates of love came to spell out my name;But, how can you be sitting out there and telling me that you care?
