For My Daughter To Remember


Here’s a story to tell to my daughter,
About days when I learnt to raise hands and be a fighter,
Among women, to lift our wings together,
There’s this woman telling me to put my hands down and give chances to others,
Well you know what, I hope that will grow more flowers,
But it didn’t.
So when people told you to shut up, don’t bother,
Cause your voices and hands give courage to others, that’s what matters.
Don’t stop and don’t hold yourself – pull the string together
Stand for the courage my dear. That’s the thing to remember.