singer

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Little you.

Alone, family torn in two.

Wanted to be like Whitney and Janet

Wanted Daddy to marry Mariah Carey

So you could have the perfect family.

Somehow you got it and deception wrought it.

But gave two golden souls

you’ve poured your heart into

There were some beautiful years and tender

moments curated from the intentional setting

of a loving family and community

They became your utmost calling.

So now, instead of remembering

the cloudy days, you sit in gradtitude for

the warmth of the rays, they begin to pour

You know why the caged bird sings

Sweet melodies of hard fought liberation.