Long journeys awaited this small soul ready to
fit inside the hustling day of the grown ones
She was too fragile
too inexperienced
life had to intervene
life had to break her ,to mold her into a warrior
life then knew this little girl will soon start a difficult journey
perhaps even life would be hated
as hard as it may seem, life knew there should be no tolerance to this procedure
what had to be taught would be taught no matter how harsh
the lessons of it all
-Hayi
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Not to fall but to rise
PoetryThis book is a collection of poetry, prose and writings that I wrote during my teenage years that describe the transition from being a teenager to becoming a young adult. The poems contain a honest experience of living, growing in a judgmental socie...
