Never let Haters Define you by the box they create for you! They persecute you because they FEAR you and your Greatness!

She crawls on self-defeat

with her sore bare feet.

Jagged cracks play on tiles;

i deem them infantile.


Reflections of old wake

as memories overtake

the waterfall of tears

which draws oh so near.


Waves of empty promises

splash against thirsty wishes.

She must proceed cautiously

over the stones of adversity.

Water level rises over

her body as she hovers

around life's hidden treasures-

sunken deep among sea-creatures.

Her reality suddenly changes

when truth comes within range.

A familiar gem she finds;

shines so bright, it blinds.


Her soul shatters the matrix

that plagues minds with tricks.

Dark matters no longer grey

matter and Jesus saves the day.


Self respect, she re-claims;

she be queen, self proclaims.

Haters tried yet failed to define

greatness that can't be defied!


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