My beloveth princess
Once you were my pride
A beauty so priceless
Who have thought
Who would have known
That my father's sweat
To the gutters would be thrown
As a new princess born
From the hands of the colonist delivered
She was entrusted to the 'grown'
And those who wouldn't enslave her
So what went wrong?
And why is this princess still caged?
Why do we hear her mourn
Instead of a song of her new age?
Many like the prince charming
Have tried to get her rescued
But her vicious dragons
Will not be subdued
The cry of our caged princess
I cannot ignore
So until she is cageless
my pen continue to pour
Written by Truth
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