That when the bullies came for you
You held the line
And stepped into the power
That the shewolves that came before you
Granted you
In your skin
Your hair
The texture of your flesh
And that the only reason to ever look back from that line you held, was to see how far you’ve come
My baby girl
She’s not from she wolves
She’s from shirezan
Lionesses
Who fought for what they have
For the air they breathe
And the wind in their hair
Brown
Radiant
Honoring her ancestors
With the curl of her hair
And the twisted dance in her hand
The hairs on her face
Declaring for her
Before she even speaks
Pride in who she is
Where she’s from
Not to be erased
To fit in with the ones
Who thought they knew power
They don’t know power
My wish for her
Is when the bullies come for her
And they always come
For the ones they can’t know
Can’t take
Can’t devour
That she stands in her power
With the ones that came before her
Running through her veins
Her ancestors rumble
Loud in her ears
Shirezan shirezan shirezan
And you will all hear her roar
To my baby, in all your glory. Love, your momma
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