I dont need a gun
to escape poverty...

I gave you my all
you gave me bruises...

I might be nobody
but tommorow is mine...

I am a black woman
a true reflection of omama wami...

Pain come
flow like a river...

Its funny how we met how we get along how we make...

I am a poet
i am an ordinary girl...

When my heart split
when a spirit cracked from its soul...

Heartbreaker
you are breaking my soul...

The spring has come
the sun has finally shine on me...

My beauty reflect in my heart
my beauty reflect in my soul...

Why killing children?
why molesting children...