Radiant star

She is told she is wrong So she spends her life thinking she is wrong But no one has that power to say she is wrong So she rights it down in a song She sings it to herself when she feels trapped When she has no where to turn she looks to that She looks for hope she looks for a reason. A reason to continue being the person her parents never imagined her to be. They imagined her free The imagined her with white folks like me Living in harmony Living out MLK’s dream. Living in a world where the color of skin was irrelevant Where there was no such thing of embarrassment. Being embarrassed of the person you are. If they would just realize the world is a galaxy And we are all stars. And we are all born bright and beautiful Until someone tells us we are dull We start to believe what they think we are No longer that beautiful radiant star But we can all still hope that the “dark clouds of prejudice will soon pass away” And leads us to the dawn of another day. Just like a happy ending to a long movie When “love and brotherhood shine over our great nation With all it’s scintillating beauty”