And still we see her rise
Walking on the sunshine
Her face lit up in a halo
That forecasts tomorrow
In live and living color
From war
To take the world
She blind
But she ain't no beggar
She looks just fine
And all set to be a lawyer
Her big dreams
Rattle the glass ceiling
She won't balk
In the face of competition
With her peers
Who ain't visually impaired
She lost her sight
But found the fight
For people deprived
Of their rights
As a platform to thrive
And her smile says it all
She knows she has it all
On her own terms
She wants it her way
No freebies, on equal terms
She'll rest her case.
Akpan
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