My Black Woman by Boygene Borice - HTML preview

Payback

You picked me up from ashes,

By your hands you have nursed me,

By your tongue, you have spoken life into me,

I never meant for you, to share in my pains,

But you chose to stay with me,

And now, my beloved,

In this Glory we shall all dine,

And if pain is to come

Then my loyalty to you is un-wavered.