Some say struggles only bring pain,
but I see it in a different way,
I see how lives have changed,
and how the rain has brought a brighter day.
I've seen them pull through,
holding their heads even higher,
because they've have been,
Burned to life,
and
Screamed to death,
And still made it through the fire.They come out with looks to kill,
and wit to rule the world,
with the courage of a lion,
but heart of a lamb,
and hair in beautiful locks and curls.
They become the IDEAL,
with thoughts to steal,
and still no one knows,
because they hide their pains and struggles,
in beautiful faces of glow.They love to Love,
anyone who'll love them back,
because with broken hearts,
and lives torn apart,
love always seems to miss them,
and although they continue to dish it out,
love always seems to diss them.
Yet and still they keep their faiths up,
not letting the world bring them down,
Our Beautiful Black Kings and Queens,
Patiently Awaiting Their Crown.
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