Spoken Words by Chrissie Christana

They don’t know her beauty,
yet she is the star.
They reject her,
why?
Because they don’t see her,
yet she lives her life anyway.
They don’t know her beauty,
rejected,
use,
and mistreated.
They can’t see her beauty,
they mistreat her.
Yet she is the queen,
they don’t know her beauty.
Her essence so unique,
quality she be.
They don’t know her beauty,
glad she does.
Florishing were she is,
blossoming and blooming too.
Like a flower,
she omits a sweet smelling fragrance.
She is the city on the hill,
the salt of the earth.
The light of the world,
rejected by them.
Yet accepted
and loved by God.

She knows she is God’s child,
she live righteously.
They don’t know her beauty,
yet she is a queen,
Royal.