I Belong

I belong to heirs who were kings and queens Yet somewhere my royals were deceived Token stolen with no explanation no fear no regret Killing much of my people hope for over 400 years Yet still I belong. I belong I belong to vigorous leaders Those who blood stained Red these cold narrow pave Meant for all hue of shades to walk Proudly strongly boldly Knowing that we you I do belong. The truth that I belong is not some myth or fortune telling But yet it’s a reality that’s patiently waiting to be told right To the mass of those who once opposed us. I am living proof of the prophet who once had a dream Interpreting that I to will soon belong In this cruel world who’s intended plan was to aband Damn upon me leaving me trapped In confusion deluding me from the truth that I do belong. As written in stone I was made in an image that is greater than any man I cling to the face that I was born a queen Because my father I am told Is Art Thy Holy King. It was he who whispered in my ear These tender yet so powerful words that I must share Speaking what I only know will someday be clear To the Blind to the deaf to the mute That we you I do belong. D.Perry