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Woman

March 30th, 2015 · No Comments

I’am Woman, created to reign on the earth as Queen,
I’m that precious diamond, an amazing human being.
I’ve come to earth not as your servant or the flesh for
You to walk upon, but as a remarkable human who stands
by God and his son.

I’am the vessel who bears God’s beautiful creation,
in the warmth of my womb producing all mankind.
No one can ever duplicate me with new innovation,
as I’m unique and special with infinite worth, sublime.

Jealousy is my enemy and evil pounces harsh and strong,
a human’s heavy hand of brutality, so often comes along.
I stand a fearless warrior, as I wear my earthly crown,
Satan may strike me hard, but will never keep me down.

I’am Woman, resilient, O yes that’s most certainly me,
I bear the strength of my Mother and my Father’s tenacity.
I’am a precious Griot, a story teller of this mysterious world,
wearing history in my mind, telling truth of all humanity.

I’ll walk through dark valleys, trudge through many storms.
My worth surpasses all as my spiritual body becomes reborn.
I’am woman, forgiving, loving, compassionate and free,
I’ll accept nothing less than what my maker wants for me.

I’m deserving of a good man, yes Father says that’s true,
the winner that I’am, only the best must come from you.
I deserve a man to stand by me, protecting me in every way,
A man willing to give of his life, in the darkness of the day.

Let me be his precious Jewel, let me be his beautiful Queen,
I will stand by him, through darkness and the brightest light.
To save the beauty of family, together we will always fight.
When the curtain closes, when the silent wind softly blows,
I praise God, that I’am Woman, in Heaven an Angel glows.

Writtenby: Melvina Germain
Date: March 26/2015

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