I was created with Love, handmade by Jah Himself
Nurtured into a whirlwind existence that was NOT authentic to me.
Pain, oh how I cried. No child should suffer by the hands of man.
No ears to listen as my exploitation lay too close to home.
Eyes opened, mouth shut.
Held together by the blood bondage of family secrets and lies.
Stop cry Child. JahGod was there within me.
Keep trodding..you WILL find your PEACE.
CARNAGE..My childhood in one word.
Keep trodding..said Jah
One day I broke free..
Free from the choking obligations of my linage.
Find yourself..said God
I was scared..what would I find?
To be tainted from 3yrs old..who was I?
Would I love InI AUTHENTIC self?
Keep trodding, said Jah
I am here..you were never alone.
Finally I found Her..Me..I..EMPRESS DIVINE.
Inner child can now live in PEACE.
Never stop learning..said God
Always keep LOVING
I am eternally innocent..
As it is my Birthright.
Oh how I love my authentic life.
The beauty of the INNOCENCE within my WISE soul.
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