Momma Raised Me
"momma raised me"
momma raised me
to believe
to believe my brown skin is a gift & not a curse
to be the light I wish to see in the world
to raise up against the hatred on my skin and over come
momma raised me
mama raised me
to breathe
to breathe in the air of excellence
to lead on my on and off days
to not be be afraid because a closed mouth don't get fed on this Boulevard
mamma raised me
to never
to never be a should've could've would've
because what happened is God's plan
and every dark night is just the beginning of a brighter day
momma raised me
to Dream
to dream that anything is possible
to dream so much all obstacles seem
obsolete
to Dream so big that even dreamers dream to be you
mama raised me so good
light shines through me and spreads to everyone around me with brightness light
Let me say it again
mama raised me so good and so well I can stand here and tell you today how good mama raised me
you are appreciated
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