How can history be so hidden,
When I am feeding of whats its given,
Blessing, those who are deserving,
Shaming foes who are enduring,
Life in the worst of ways,
Lays girls and forgets her face,
Babies born without no father,
Still the blame goes on the mother,
Don't they know its how were raised,
Live my life you'll be amazed.
Look through my eyes and see the skies,
Darkened blue, no surprise,
Just harsh cries, that we despise,
We all hate it, but here it lies,
For us to bear on our shoulders,
Hard to hold these heavy boulders,
What can we do if thats our life,
But take the challenge and live it right.
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