THE TRAGIC BEGINNING OF VICTORY

THE TRAGIC BEGINNING OF VICTORY
 
She has been riding on a rough road
a road filed with thorns and prickles
the prickles that prickled her feet every step she took
the whirlwind blew against her direction

she has been on a toughest journey
a journey filled with mockeries and vultures
to suck happiness and confidence out of her veins
She was once turned into Stephan
like brick layers they layered bricks  and stones
to stone bully and bury her in the dust

but i have seen her rose
like a fragrant flower she rose
germinating on her feet so strong like a bamboo tree
she rose
dust herself and prepare her wings to fly
she rose
like a floating sunshine in the Atmosphere
she befriended the sky
turned her darkness into star  

at the POTYAS award i had seen shed a tear
like a Zambezi river her cheeks became streams
like a last born who strongly wanted to express how hard the journey was  
she broke in tears
she reflected on how her journey begun
she reflected on how painful the thorns were
she reflected on her past  

she is now a strong wonder woman
all because of those who layered positive bricks on her feet
those who plastered happiness on her sad face
those pumped joy into her heart

congratulations my beloved sister
in so proud of you
the woman you have become
is the woman most  young ladies wish to become
i pray that GOD should be breathe  more life success and peace of mind into your life
i love you
yours poet jaytalien the magnificent