
greater than any man/woman could imagine
My soul craves perfection from my ancestors who stood before me.
I stand tall and erect
my confidence emanating
Honing my tools of intelligence
to hold power in my hands
I have failed a thousand times to get it right once and I have dreamed a thousand dreams to make reality.
Beauty you see on my face.
Beauty you see within me?
I am the commander of my fate;
I am the master of my soul
With God’s footprints leading my way.
I am in control.
Many ask why I do things the way I do
I am not a common woman,
and it’s my right to be distinctive should I choose to be.
However, I live humble
never to judge.
The challenge that I seek,
is the guarantee of a stronger me
that it will be…
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