You are a warrior.

Not a loser

You are an empowerment

Of your own nature

You are a fire

With no flames

Through hard times

You stand and put yourself together

You are a mother to all kind

You are a mother nature

Of all nations

Your spirit guide you to hold a spear

With its sharp edge

Your heart pure like gold

Through the sky

There shall it be

Through the thunder

I shall rise

And become a strong woman