Tears like diamonds,
fall from her dark eyes,
expressing sorrow,
her pen to paper, she bleeds,
as her soft poetry weeps.
Being turned away,
from what she honors the most,
she feels ostracized,
the men of God are human,
and they fail her once again
But reach above them,
for only God knows your path,
you may walk in peace,
just put the men in their place,
and keep your great God in His.
