You needn’t care of what I seek,
My father taught me, he was wise:
“No matter how you look and speak,
Become the sun each day you rise.”
Do I annoy you by my spunk,
The way I handle every slight?
Why do you fill your head with junk?
As President? Well I just might.
My faith is day, my passion night,
But you don’t know me, you despise
How much I love, with whom I cite,
And wonder next time when I’ll rise.
You hate me for my looks & strength,
Of different hair & skin & nose.
You think about my life, it’s length.
All the above, our Maker chose.
Don’t think about my happiness,
I feel I’ve won the lottery.
Without a dime, in God I’m blessed,
My plate is full, His gifts to me.
I am a Mardi Gras delight,
Confetti floating from the skies.
The crowd will dance with me all night,
And like balloons in air, I’ll rise.
Do I hear gunshots, go to jail,
Is that the life you think I lead?
With all the wisdom as my bail,
I will remind that slaves were freed.
The ghettos and the jungles show
It’s of diversity we’ve come.
You plant us anywhere, we’ll grow,
We won’t go back where we came from.
You lie awake, of me you shake,
I’ve got the gist of your surmise.
What do I cook as biscuits bake?
It won’t be long now ‘till I rise.
Written by Heaven_sent_Kathy
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