For her past had rubbed her off her feet
Leaving a scar inscribed to her face
O yes she was a queen to only the mean
But tears from God dropped from the sky
And washed away her ill, left no trace
She turned with a wink and smiled at fate
Now she is a queen with records clean.
Written by: Benjamin Thomas Gwom
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.