Mother Child

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Conceived by my mother tears of one day becoming a better breath of fresh air While being born through her heart beat involving into a dream bigger than a mind capacity Learning within the education of her fears of who I was meant to be than who I was told to be Building strength as the blood running in her veins, she whispers to me you shall be strong as the world will rest on your shoulder As the picture of black & white will never glimpse your eyes harsh violence will pinch your skin you will stay strong Success will only flirt with failure but will never kiss its lips for you are my child Years passed Im grown now tested by the water of the devil bullied by reality of pain.. I won for one thing never changed.. always will remain I AM MY MOTHER CHILD young_poet