WHEN DAUGHTERS PRAY ..... On the day ' WOMAN ' was created, Man was put to great sleep. From the ribs of a man was she made. Her greatness lied in her heart and in her mouth.. On her knees she brings her enemies to book Her voice in prayer are like mighty earthquake, breaking down and grinding to pieces.. With her mouth does she would her family, and with her heart she nurtures... The deepest secret of a good home resides in her palms. Her prayers becomes a stumbling block to her foes., In her prayers is she secured. Her prayers are like a mighty ship in a deep ocean, It rises her above her troubles. In her room destinies are changed, mountains are torn down, darkness are lit up. Kingdoms are built and destroyed on her knees. On her knees lies her strength, and in her mouth lies her wisdom. Her knees is most feared by her foes 'cause that's where lies their defeat... Her words are swiftly answered by her angels because they are life... When DAUGHTERS ...
I will live as a writer who keeps alive the music of the language, holds head and heart together in the words, and writes in hope and passion that one person will be better because he or she reads what I wrote.