Dancer

I dance to the tune of the COLOUR of my skin I glance in the room, looking at the trauma within daily the world will spin, HEAVEN is for all, but a few get in I neglect the torture history brings, I respect the future. Misery sings and fools listen.Its time to modify rules for our children My skin carries heritage, The whole world knows my story, its CENTRE STAGE Annointed with WORDS OF WISDOM, At last I am free like birds flying to freedom Tormented cause we ahere KEEN, I danced to the tune of my skin.