Little Black Pearl

Little black pearl formed from city grit pressurized by violence layers of scars-a survivor. There were no birds or trees only concrete eggs in broken nests harsh decades under moonlit gunplay never time for a young mind to rest,,, so hard escaping those dark ugly caves. Finally, you've arrived, rolling into the light not a mirage but something of a miracle at the very top of your class. Tassel merrily dancing to the left of a black pearl face. Smiling a shade beyond bright for the moment color is insignificant. There's still much work to be done many more hurdles-mostly unseen but nothing that you can't overcome while wearing the bright feathers of the dream-