When she stops dancing so blindly,when she understands the rhythm to her waves,when she penetrates her ocean,assimilate codes an principles

when she gets her hair done,when she gathers all her tears,when she developed the courage,out of the courage comes boldness,as she stands looking in the mirror.

when she finally says enough is enough,picking up her crown,dust the dirt off her crown,her garment the reflection of milk an honey,lacing up her heels

you can feel the vibrations in her steps,You can hear her cries...