New life, new place, new home sighted,
All of what made her excited.
That uphill battle and so many efforts,
After all the elbow grease she got out of desert.
Never ever conceding anyone to fool
She had strong mind, burnt like a fuel,
People were there yearning for her loss
Trying to distract her by showing her flaws
They cognized she was better than them,
Frittered own time just planning the game.
Asperous years and days of sorrows
Despite all that she was friends with the sparrows.
Never lost her mind in the worldly deeds
Saving her soul from their demonic greeds
Now is her time, she is the king
Shaping her empire, where she can sing.
She is free soul, not stuck in the loop
Messing up with her explains you are nincompoop
All those people who called her no good.
Cowards now save thyself, hide in the hood.