The Truth of It 

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This soil bares secrets 

The truth of a land built by black hands 

Hope grew in the midst of desperation  

Prayers stood when feelings turned silent 

The world ignored your plight 

The system denied it 

Let faith light your fire 

Your future is brighter than the sun 

The breeze that is strong and free

Will ignite your desire 

You will be lifted like birds that soar in the afternoon sky 

Your dreams will go higher and higher 

You are rare 

Like diamonds formed 

From the pressure of a thousand of years 

You thought you were alone when you cried  

But God heard your bitter tears 

Look at your rich brown skin 

It was cultivated with love and time 

Don’t let the world derail your progress 

Don’t let regrets deteriorate your mind 

You are unique 

And your creativity cannot be defined 

You are bright, brilliant gold 

That shines for the world to see 

Don’t hide your light 

Don’t run from who God called you to be 

Walk into the dawn of a new day 

No longer running from the trials of yesterday 



Love always, Esha

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