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She walks down the road ....


She walks down the road .....

 

Not with the Rihanna swag

Nor showing off her voluptuous curves

Only dressed in her simple blue clad

 

She walks down the road ....

 

Oblivious of the piercing stares

Focused on her soul desires

Hoping for a call so fierce

 

She walks down the road ....

 

They whistle at her moderate wag

Denim jeans with the latest bag

Not listening to their laden mistags

 

She walks down the road ....

 

Her heart weighed down with a burden

Heavy is her soul so fraught yet still brazen

Who will help her because she feels so shaken

 

She walks down the road ....

 

Believing that God will soon hear her cry

Amidst the deafening noise that makes her ask why

Knowing that her redemption will soon draw nigh

 

She walks down the road ....

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