A morceau of Strength
Beautiful Black, brown and proud
Kiss,touch and caressed by the sun
Wise and effortless strong.
Mighty and Hale.
The exact definition of me.
Me Who is carefree and caring
Me Who is embrace by God's own barren hands
Me the writer of my destiny.
A wielder of pen and paper.
The last airbender.
Me Who walks with stride and ease.
Charming.
Winking.
Me Who is sending vivacious signals to your mind.
To your spine.
Me Who is undermine.
But I'm fine.
Finer than sand and the grains of the desert.
Finer than the olives from the garden of Eden.
My origin.
My testimony.
Me Who is blessed and covered by God's grace.
Me a Queen at my father's house.
I will not fall by your lips
I will not die from your blows.
I will not plummet.
I will not succomb.
So keep your lies, your pain and negativity.
I will not diminish.
I will not surrender.
Your words are like dry leaves to my ears.
Falling.
Your darkened soul is covered from me.
Your vicious, malicious tongue is heavy
Weighing you down.
While I thrive.
While I rise high.
High, high.
Elevated.
And you have become a far and forgotten memory.