LIFE MADE ME A SUPER HEROE
SUPER HEROE
I thought i was weak but fought and believe
and sometimes i fell on my knees.
by time my heart smiled,than i was sure i would make it out alive.
and when i heard the voice the voice inside my heart screaming and screaming
so i could get up and fitgh like a leon, see the problems as the eagle.
societys problems,world wars, religion adversities,deases,terrorism, pooverty and most of all
"THE LACK OF HUMAN LOVE".
From complain to sadness and then conformism,thats why i say to the world.
Im super heroe when I think about my story
Im super heroe when I see the pain its gone
BUT I DONT FLY
IM ON A FIGTH THAT WE CALL
"LIFE"
Made in mozambique
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