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Sep 2014
Would you listen to me if I said I've once been deceived to believe
That I was born to be chained and never freed ?
Born to be
A laughing stock to my haters
A stepping stone for my oppressors
A naΓ―ve girl to my betrayers

What if I told you that at the age of 5,
I wanted to die ?
That because of my past, I wanted to commit suicide ?
I remember being in the kitchen, holding tight a knife
Then I heard a voice within me scream, "It's not your time!"

Would you take my advice if I asked you to pray ?
And if you do it with a contrite spirit,
Angels will come your way ?
And if you do it with consistency,
Your blessings won't delay ?
And if you do it with humility,
Your soul will be saved ?
I've had my fair share of dissapointments, setbacks, betrayals, back-stabbing, manipulation, oppression and deception. I found my way, and it's only right that I help others find theirs.
Written by
Towela Kams  Gaborone, Botswana
(Gaborone, Botswana)   
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