WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

In the beginning, She looks really elegant, glamorous,
Today, tomorrow, with me,  further more  glorious,
Dancing throughout in the morning showering light rain,
Dawn sunrays fall on her elegant face, forever  to shine.

And when all the twilight fades, in her broken mirror,
I could see further breakdowns and a sinful small error,
Let me extend the embraces towards her own beams,
In her eyes, swings the waves of eternal love streams.

But now, at the moment,  all  turns down on her alone, 
Knocking down with stones of hatred and puts a throne, 
On the neck, on her shoulders, a holy cross she ware,
Believers might kiss it for many times and pray to adore.