The kind even the sun cant be the price for
If she ever leaves, the whole world could cry for
this aint a metaphor
I do this for my mum , wouldn't you?
I do this for all the african women alive , who wouldn't ?
She gave me a heart beat now i feel alive
A symbol of love strength and a heart full of pride
It doesnt matter,young or old all i adore
God bless the day she came into form
No matter the weather her BLACK skin remains
Her hearts strenght has no restrains..
I love the african woman
.............................Gr8ight
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