She sees the pain
​As, control gains
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​From the people who they say
​they help to protect
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​From the outsiders
​I mean human beings
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​Only looking to better their opportunity
​In this lifetime they are given
​as a Human, a Spirit, a Soul, a Divine Being
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​Systemic, I mean way of life
​that is intentionally devised
​to keep you in a web 
​of oppression, hard labor, and tears, and lies
​to keep you on a positive road, I mean migration
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​Always uprooted when you finally know.
​Your true intentions
​of being birthed on this Earth
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​Not meant to be a cursed, but in actually
​You were Chosen

With purpose and exalted with ingenuity to uplift yours and others path,
I reminisce on the season, 
When the days were so different
Breezing through life
A youthful vibrant child.
High hopes for the future 
Somewhat a fairytale picture 
Of the Moment I'm taken 
To My very white castle
Saved by the handsome
Fine Black Brother in 
Plates and Gold Necklaces.
I'm taken aback at the age of 24,
that I'm starting to see that fairy tale is just a Imaginary World. 

I'm tired of my gullibility 
My sense of trust and loyalty 
This world don't care about you.
My Momma always told me watch who you say is true.
My Grandma said I have NO Friends. 
I wanted to believe it could be different.
What they say can't be true.
Since I've had time in between young woman and child
I will tell you my new remnant view.  

See I can still have all that I longed for as a child
I just have to be more diligent in hope.
Nothing comes easy
Sorrow before the Joy.
Uprooting before the planting changes in everyday life is necessary to get what you want.
Never settling for anything
Under your worth and 
Never being discouraged 
Will get you through this course.

See my fairy tale world 
Includes mortal on Earth.
Unfortunately not perfect
So things sometimes can
Be Chaotic like, Pandoras Box.
When times as such 
And those season wear you down
Remember the best part
Honey, NEVER lose that crown.
Speak life over the dragons, dungeons, and death.
Be fortunate for the times 
When you are sprinkled with fairy dust.
You are blessed. You are a Queen of that Kingdom, It is Your Fairytale Dream!

It encompasses of course the feeling your worth more than this universe.
My melanin is metallically. 
It always looked at as higher than any pedestal.
My man, I mean King
Rules over Our Land. While he has 
His Queen to be his Foundation and Back.
Queen Tree, Noble Woman, they call me.
I humbly in humility reply, Yes my Dear Kin
I finally see my beauty
The Inner Peace Within. 



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