Written by: Celeste Jordan

I’ve tried to change my process of thought
My preference of love may not easily be bought

Been there for years, hurt badly when I swayed
My brothers of color steered me another way

I choose a person not raised as I was
This has caused oh quite the fuss

Doesn’t matter what they say or feel
It’s my decision to me it’s real

So I live with the hope one day after another
I’ve chosen to love one of another color