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THE THRONE ABOVE MEE
T H E T H R O N E A B O V E M

They walk like thunder, proud and loud,
Their heads held high above the crowd.

Their voices boom, their words are fire,

Each step they take climbs even higher.
I sit in silence, small and shy,

Afraid to fail, afraid to try.

They shine like stars that never fall,

And I feel like I’m nothing at all.
But deep inside, my spark’s alive—

One day, I’ll rise. One day, I’ll thrive.

They wear their pride like royal gold,
So confident, so strong, so bold.

Their names are known, their hands are raised,

Their work is shown, their lives are praised.
But I am quiet—still, not weak,

With dreams too deep for me to speak.

A flower blooms when no one sees,

A storm can grow from just a breeze.
Today I’m small, but I will grow—

And when I shine, the world will know

We may be quiet, we may be still,
But deep inside, we hold the will.

We’re not just echoes, lost and small—

We’re voices rising, ready to call.

So let them stand on thrones so high...

We’ve found our wings—
Now watch us fly.

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SAMIAT SANSA & NOHEEMOT KAZEEM YEAR 8