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Little Black Girl Cry


My Black is Beautiful, My Black is free Thanks to all of the Blacks that came before me Three years old no father killed by the life he lived Please little black girl don’t cry I reached but he wasn't there Young and Naive I felt like my mother never cared Because she was at work while me and my younger brother were at home My heart felt empty. Is it cause I'm all alone? Please little black girl don’t cry No one knows my pain and how my heart aches I would bawl until I fell asleep Will I ever live my dreams or is this my eternity? Where is my father, when I need a man? Not a companion but the man that is supposed to teach me about life How and what to do, the wrongs and the rights Please little black girl don’t cry I just need him to hold me and tell me baby girl, please don’t cry You can be whatever you want to be Nothing in life is easy nor fair You have to be strong and hold on in there I smile just thinking about his words of encouragement You are a strong, intelligent black women My little black girl Please don’t cry
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