Maria

Hands that speak of hardship

A long battle of slavery

Scratched and battered at the tips

A test of her own bravery

She lives to see tomorrow

Just to make her own ends meet

A collection of her sorrows

In the lines of her hands and feet

She lives a life of words unspoken

Only sounds of her own cry

Deep inside her heart is broken

And its easy to see why

Did you know she was a hero?

A hero in disguise

She’s been to ground zero

A model of sacrifice

And because of all she’s done

And all the time she’s lived

Her descendants have gained and won

Everything she’s had to give

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Maria

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