Treasure Island

phiwokuhle prideworth

(28 May 1990 / Maphumulo at KZN)

inner woman


she gives me courage
courage to stand up
and say the poweful words
and say 'you touch the women you touch the rock'
dont you dare do that!

so brave and strong
the conquiere of fear, the fighter of the risk wars
the conquerer of the tough challenges
who else can manage
no one!

she has been hurted
heart broken into tiny pieces
you know what
she never give up
she smiles at you, chat
makes life so enjoyable and meaningful
who can have that much courage to survive
inspite of all the pain she surevived and she is still going to

let that inner woman be the outer one
the so alive woman
so full of happiness, so glowing
who can touch you
who touch the inner woman

Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2008

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