By Moon ©08
She’s rocked from the day she was born,
Even though she’s been scorned
By those who borne untruths designed to scar and deform.
She’s rocked from the day she was born,
Even when she had to mourn
For the unseen things she had no control on…
She’s rocked from the day she was born…
Knowing full well that she was not of the norm
This dame set about to get going, a fais do do all of her own.
She’s rocked from the day she was born,
Though at times jaded & worn
Staging a production for the world through divergent eyes…
She’s rocked from the day she was born,
Indeed the sunrise to the sunset came where she shorn
All the things she released that worked feverishly to restrain her.
She’s rocked from the day she was born
And then in a sweet overflowing morn…
Sister-girl abundantly, fully, engagingly, came to be…
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