You know I love your
Brown skin dipped In melanin ,scars carved from generations of slithering ,yet grins grace faces gently as hope resides within.
It can begin..freedom rang from North Star to Quaker and baby girls used visions to guide men and women to freedom
Oh joy as the underground gave proof to sunlight on the other side as northern lights twinkled
Inside every skin resides a soul who knows the pride of being beat down
To rise .