Saturday, January 24, 2015

The Little Dark Boy

There was once this man who wanted love
Tried every little thing to find it by praying to the man above
Patiently waiting to be lifted and set free
Thinking someone would want someone like thee
But little did he know that he was not the best thing on the scene
Either too smart, too dark, or too bold
And people wonder why his heart can be so cold
Its always the valuable one who gets looked down for the ones that are free
Not even brushed on for others to see
You're too smart, too black, such a coop
Not even worth it because you're not in the loop
The little dark boy never felt like he was of use
Suffering from a deep depression that will never be loose
No matter how much you hope and pray
The people will always tell that little dark boy to go the hell away

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