Listen, child!
She is my soldier,
Having had no rest in a weary land.
Her cries have
Penetrated my Spirit;
My being.
Yet she marched onward,
And fought the fight.
Listen, child!
Her struggle has strengthened her struggle.
Listen!
You have much to hear!
written about my sister to her daughter Jakkie from God.
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