Sing sing sing ...to sing a song so so so ... So devoured.... On the 11/11/16 A princess was born , all nations  rises , kings and Queen's bow in their tearing eyes , field with joy and laughter  , to cherish this day for a blessing life brought, as u grew up and walk in the valley of shadows, you will sometimes stumble , fall and crawl,  as you soldier on through thin and think may your failure becomes your motivation even when your dreams are shattered and scary nights falls, never sleep to dream or dream to sleep or think to think for I know there is no faith of fate that can fake the faith of fate, for I know who you are, a princess that will become a queen and you are destined to do great things

My sweet loving heart so true, the night so young, wind blows, trees smile in their winter glow,darkness rise, the morning fall,grown so old in that darkness grief , the night groan, tearing shining stars retaire, hurtful thoughts still awake, heart's in a shadow smile, hope dies, heart broken , artful troubled mind of a dying wish for a lost soul crawl, chances cries, redemption fails, mercy rewrite my life,if loving hurts my heart never loved

Its just another old sad same story, where you fall in love again deeper and deeper, where the spark of love that long lonely gone spark again, but you wish to change page 33 of chapter three, trying to stop that repeated song of heart breaking, when minds starts to colides, wind blows and papers start singing the sad slow fast violent song, the war begins, hell starts, regrets take over, its no love no pain, no pain no gain its just the same old story

When I was young I used to dream nd wish to get older then that happened but I've realized the stress of being old is much more than the teenage drama I used to get through, the stress of having that solid life is much worser than the stress of high school, the stress of wishing is much lesser than the stress of pushing harder  but still find your self in the same page, the stress of which u have to report off everyday is much better than the stress you have to handle everyday, the stress of seing your family falling apart is much better than the stress of trying to bind your family together but it keeps falling apart, the stress of things which are far from you is much better than the stress your part of in anyway

I have made my self a slave, waving a goodbye to the touch of joy,kissing the smell of fear that traps and ground my heart,never have I swallow the partition of my emotions, living my heart with scars, digging this lonely grave for my corpse,bragging this giant bravery, shining my days to the eyes of this world, with my heart in the light of darkness, while searching for my safe heaven that I I feel is filled with dust and smoke, for this I rest my attempts

The women of blessings,a heart of mission,a brain of peace,a soul of vision, a dream maker, a Queen of Kings, who rules many kingdom of wisdom, a commander in chief, a fighter, a fighter who is a winner, a winner who never quit, Guided like an angel on earth, so weak as she appear, yet whole heartedly super stronger, than those lifting *******, who physically and emotionally wreck them, calling them names, the foolish, the stupid, the weak, the cowards, the wicked, the evil but I look and see super heroes, clades, phenomenal,sweethearts and best friends

Like a rebel I flee from exquisite fate of deception,
Neither a knight of a night nor no day by both,
Watch brave man knows neither sun nor moon,
Slavering From conveyors, chisel and shovels,
Victimized of labor with a distraction to ultimate
Prize, while the politicians Serves through favor
Adjudication, feeding the Masters of the game,
Who strike at dawn till gloom, silence predators,
Animals, strike down, seizing, killing and ignoring
The Yelling, pushing the agenda of 1985 speech,
Using the Nelson Mandela image with the Big 5 as their
Lucky charm, to muting Africa’s consciousness
Wisdom for our freedom, detaining our brains in
Chains to keep their game on, I resign from their
Design, using us against us to build their golden castle
To live us so cold in a Convoy at their feet