These tears run down my face

These tears run down my face like the Falls of Dons River

I look for the path to make things seem clearer

But walking down that path puts me in grave danger

Trying to fight the demons power ranger

Every tear makes me stronger

Every fight grows a muscle

Sometimes us women we have to learn how to hustle

And change the lives of men who continually try to sin

Start doing right

And stop defending kin

What we don’t understand it that God’s made the way

For us to say thank you everyday !

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