Through tis woman lay a feeling
not glue'd yet emotional willing
Through her hands lay a story
not so new nor about glory
Through her eyez speaking of
rage and pain on a broken heart
Inside her slumber dreams dewell
awaken in life is a cast of spells
Her feet was bare curl and sore
each step of hurt was to da core
She was da victim of her creed
tis made her soul truely bleed
Tis black soul was a root of hope
arms of cradle yet remote
I saw her every pain and emotion
when her eyes spoke of rage
trying to release self from this cage
Now all i see is an empty shell
where her soul once dewell
All i hear is da cry
asking in prayer father why
as tis woman took waves to fly
looking back on life sayin bye !
not glue'd yet emotional willing
Through her hands lay a story
not so new nor about glory
Through her eyez speaking of
rage and pain on a broken heart
Inside her slumber dreams dewell
awaken in life is a cast of spells
Her feet was bare curl and sore
each step of hurt was to da core
She was da victim of her creed
tis made her soul truely bleed
Tis black soul was a root of hope
arms of cradle yet remote
I saw her every pain and emotion
when her eyes spoke of rage
trying to release self from this cage
Now all i see is an empty shell
where her soul once dewell
All i hear is da cry
asking in prayer father why
as tis woman took waves to fly
looking back on life sayin bye !