Azizah
wanted to spread her wings
Thinking
she could have it her way
Letting
others come to enjoy her company
In
the abundance of smile, thoughts and insights
But
she never banked on a jealous man
She
thought this was a progressive way
We
had come a long way from the cave
Now
our thoughts could be liberal...
Azizah
had a shock of her life
She
couldn't get out of her mind
The
jealousy of her man
It
would make her cry in silence
She
lived in a country of many races
She
knew she wasn't the only race
She
had to reach the others to make her presence
Lived
the way of tolerance and be free
But
Azizah didn't have her way
She
was controlled by her jealous man
A man
who wasn't her husband yet
It
was the nature of the beast..
“If
I can't have you
Nobody
should have”
The
story of Azizah
It's
still in the nation
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