Once before stoodeth a marvelous sight 
Hypnotized when thou speaketh unto me 
Now thou words make my heart put up a fight 
Loving thee stings like a carpenter bee 
Yet, thou hurest me, why I still stayeth?
For thou provide o'er the fruit from my womb
Staying, hoping God hear when I prayeth 
Wishing to flee this repetitive dome 
Gaining strength to conquer adversity
Living for the well being of my fruit 
Leading them to a university 
So that they will never be told to mute
For my children will have a booming voice 
And let people know that they have a choice