My name is Mary
Just like every other young lady out there,
I had my dreams of a perfect wedding
And an outstanding naming ceremony for my first child
I never slept around
Nor indulged in that which prevailed
Till my proposed wedding date, I remained a virgin
But then my dreams were shattered
Deprived of my dream wedding
I became almost an outcast
I was rejected; not even a chance to explain
On the day my child was born, only strangers rejoiced with me
Yes, because my life was interrupted
Interrupted by divinity
While still a virgin, I got pregnant
Pregnant with deity by deity
What name was I to give him?
A deity himself from deity
I could only call him by his true name
Jesus Christ, the son of the Living God
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