Dear Dorothy
She died before I was even born
On her life God sounded his horn
When I watch her movie it brings me to tears
I have been a Dorothy Dandridge fan for years
She is the epitome of strong
Can we please sing Dorothy's song?
and bring together a nation so divided
by hating hate and letting love guide us
In letting her song spread like a virus
We will be united
Hope heaven invited
you to it's doors and everyone was excited
I hope that someday we will get to meet
And I'll tell you all about how you inspired me
by keeping your head held high despite the violence
and using your words to break the silence
if it wasn't for you there would be one less black girl with their head held high
I guess it is no secret that she is I
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