Rays of the sun
will fall on your face,
Yellow like a flower,
blossoms in the morning.

Smile of the moon
will dawn on your cheek,
white like the noon
dancing on the surface.

You will live long,
longer than the river Nile,
that rules the Map of Africa.

You will wear a crown,
white like a chalk
in the hand of a teacher.

Your hair will say the story
of how you overcome,
if you will choose love
and crave for humanity.

𝐌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐀𝐇
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