She was the beauty and the light
Yet, her inner self wants to express madness
How come she never showed what's inside?
A fruit of love made was a son
Entitled to be the black sheep
Showed disobedience and cruelty
Someday, the beloved male offspring will change
Counting days and years,
Everything wasn't easy for her
However, her beauty of heart remains
She believes beauty over madness
Til' the dawn of change has arrived
Eventhough madness overcomes.
There is nothing more beautiful,
Than being loved and sacrificed by a mother.
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