Brown Eyed Beauty.

I'm that brown eyed beauty

hailing from the ground in

which you threw me.

 

Singing all the blues of

nothing coming through me. 

 

I'm that brown eyed beauty 

sliding in between you 

while the music grooves me. 

 

Drawing all my victories out on paper

selling them to you in the movies. 

 

I'm that brown eyed beauty 

running through the fields 

laying in the sun above me. 

 

Dipping my toes in the lake 

all the while eating my cake. 

 

I'm that brown eyed beauty 

driving fast while the officer 

is on duty. 

 

Singing nothing can come through me

because I know my identity. 

 

I'm that brown eyed beauty 

whose heritage is full of 

royalty. 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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