
Linda is the name given at birth, for it reflects who I am
Its translation to modern English tells that I am the pretty one.
Now when getting to my ancestry; of great ones I descend.
My mother is the motivation to my existence, for she has made me become who I am.
My family is the cloud-filler that makes up the whale-road of my life,
Enough about them let us contemplate me, for there is none of you as central as this beauty.
I have the determination of a hundred when I set my guts on something, the stubbornness of a hurricane hitting the coast.
If I believe in something, and I know I’m precise, have no doubt that I will protect it even with my life
My loyalty lies with only a limited amount of people, my God having the top-dog spot.
My intelligence and wisdom is the battle flasher that saves me from constant wounds.
Your strength does not compare to my intellect,
But wisdom, I am afraid, I have not acquired the easy way, for life has been as harsh as diamonds on my soul.
Yet your strength does not compare to my intellect.
I too have a very well-built body; I stand out among a group of people, like the night-jewel shines among the stars.
It’s delicate and defined curvature is envied by many long-haired females.
Do not let the wool be pulled over your eyes, for the leader that stands before you has come to relieve your hopeless sight.
In the past I have won many honors and willed to become a somebody.
I have been elected vice-president of middle school in eighth grade as well as president in the eleventh grade of my young life.
I have beaten all the competitors state-wise in the anthropology level, winning the number one spot.
Your leadership simply cannot stand up to my steep standards, so move on your ‘superb’ lives if that is was supplies you with happiness.
In the near future I will slay all you inferior brainless and stubborn ones who claimed to be superior,
For a simple body part does not make you any better than I, nor does your ancestor’s blood place you above myself.
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