01/31/2024
There lived a girl, whose spirit was more than enough. She walked with pride, her head held high, In a world where dreams often seemed to die.
Her eyes told stories of struggle and pain, But her soul danced with a fire that nothing could restrain. She fought for her place in a world so unjust, With courage and strength, she refused to adjust.
She rose above the chaos, the violence, and fear, Her laughter echoed through alleyways, loud and clear. She was a beacon of hope in a place so dark, A symbol of resilience, leaving her mark.
Yet her spirit soared higher as she grew bolder.A testament to strength, like never seen before.
So here’s to the girl from the hood, fierce and free, A warrior princess in a world that couldn’t see. Her story is one of triumph and grace, A girl from the hood, who found her place.
By Anel T Vazquez
