Jay Crown Poems

As a small tumor it started,
During her second trimester of labour,
Ooh! my poor uneducated aunt,
She thought it was just a harmless abscess,
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I will rise,
Yes, I will rise again if they ever make me fall.
I will rise and blossom anew.
I will stand tall and overshadow their egos.
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If at all they ever get into your head,
Poisoning your mind that we were never meant,
If you ever find yourself a better place,
A place of milk and honey, with no pain to face,
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