Once A Slave
Once a slave, now free,
Freed by the power of the pen.
Out in the world to succeed,
And not afraid of failure now and then.
From down on my knees,
On this path I paved
To coming and going as I please
And remaining unscaved.
Shaping who I am
Into who I will be.
A strong and powerful woman,
Phenomenally.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
A warrior of emotion.
Keeping my weapon of judgement sheathed,
With full devotion.
This poem is about:
Me
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