Black Bird

A poem authenticating blacks

Black bird
I don’t wanna be called so anymore
I know I’m black but just call me a bird
I’ll fly with my broken wing
And I’ll not only sing into the deep of the night
I’m done with the pain and loneliness
The world will learn to hold me
Soon enough, you’ll see
And I’ll learn to love and care
and I’ll transcend beyond these thresholds
I’ll wear strength and wield courage
I’ll put on insane courage and
an embarrassing bravery
And then I’ll be known as a
BRAVE BIRD
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
July 25, 2017 at 2:51 PM
Wonderful poem! Brave Bird. xomo
Queen Avatar
July 25, 2017 at 4:52 PM
Thank you Maureen
Queen Avatar
July 25, 2017 at 4:52 PM
Thank you Maureen
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