One fine night, whilst deep in slumber,
A falling star ensued from the window ajar.
The flickering whick that had lit the room,
had been blown away, instead
A soothing light was in bloom
I saw myself in this divine night
Holding in my arms a treasure petite,
A subtle face, skin as soft as the daisies,
the rosy lips, the scented breath, as tthat of fairies!
I lost my senses to this miraculous charm,
A part of me embraced inmy cozy arm
I woke up startled amidst of the dream
Alas! All I could afford was a silent scream.
My lap was dark and the ol lamp still,
The darkness profounded, tempted to kill.
With a flick of a sword and slash of a knife
The savage customs took away the innocent life!
The agony beseeched into a stifling pain
Oh! How I wish that the star would fall again!
I know not whether to see it as a curse or a reward
I choose to be a woman blessed with the mark of GOD!!!
