Far beyond time.
That’s where you’ll find me.
My head is in a whirlwind
Of imagination and dreams.
I see the light, years ahead.
And I move fluidly forward
To preserve my soul.
Happiness abundant.
Love everlasting,
The world is mine for the taking.
And take of it I shall,
Until my cup is full and overflowing.
Sipping the drink of what’s infinite,
And consuming the world of possibilities.
This deep color.
This mahogany brown.
Hue so lovely, so divine.
Beneath it, through the veins of glory,
Runs my history.
My story.
My place in this here world.
This mahogany brown.
Behold what was made.
With this shade, comes all of my kinks and curves
That Mother Africa proudly preserves.
This mahogany brown.
A shield of honor that I’ll always defend.
You emulate this deep, brown skin.
Yet, you never love the skin I’m in.
My Quiet Fire 