African Child

A

African child
Came with no wrapping
Into a sea
Of misconceptions
And misunderstanding
Yet so happy and glowing
Clothed in nothing
But her strength
Speaks in depth
and walks in power

With wounds all over her heart
You can not bare half of what she has dealt with
With scars all over her body
Oppressed. Depressed
She will bring forth the blessings she has ever desired

She is so brave yet naive
She carries HOPE,
Tolerance, courage,
Gratitude and infectious energy is her way of life
She will RISE
Like a rose muscles through the thorns
She will RISE
From the flames and ashes
She will RISE

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Nakalanzi Zubeda

Courage is like a muscle, we strengthen it by use. Most times it's easier to follow the crowd and conform but once you begin to engage with courage, that's when your true potential flows.

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Nakalanzi Zubeda

Courage is like a muscle, we strengthen it by use. Most times it's easier to follow the crowd and conform but once you begin to engage with courage, that's when your true potential flows.

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