An old soul
Since long-long age
The old lady wrote in many page
about her feelings of being in cage
Till this day, the thought of slavery, provoked rage
She was beautiful as a lotus in the morning
Her voice was as sweet as the evening birds...
The old lady wrote in many page
about her feelings of being in cage
Till this day, the thought of slavery, provoked rage
She was beautiful as a lotus in the morning
Her voice was as sweet as the evening birds...