Mrs. x,
you see I'm really going to change your beddings...
Wash away my troubles,
Wash away my pain...
Feathers dance among the dirt
a decaying night of faithless words...
Night turning to light,
A world captured tonight...
I sit there and hold on to
My social worker's hand...
Does it surprise you,
To see me walk away from the fire you started...
Fly out, away from troubles,
Run away from fear...
300
Three hundred Spartans held a pass...
I am a black woman
a true reflection of omama wami...
My love for you burns like a ball of flame.
Our love is what keeps me strong which is all I...
Through the years of heartbreak to give and take...
At times when i felt that only if I could rewind...
Everyday, we cant avoid doing wrong
but somehow, it can make as strong...