I am the creation of a miracle; Queen
Of two thousand moons. My
Individual spirituality compliments
Me… I am that flint
Of light in the darkest corner of a room.
Blooming like a new born flower
In the eloquent spring. Seeing sun
Where there is rain;
Prohibiting pain from entering my king…
I am the Sister of Soul;
The super Soul Sister;
Princess of the Nile and Queen
Of a thousand miles… I am…
Who you wish for.
I am what you see
And not what you hear. Though
What you hear may sound good, my
Looks are incredibly gorgeous. But not
To be misunderstood. The
Texture of my skin is like silk, and
Though my skin is light, I am
Heavily filled with love…
For my Kings and Princes of the “Night.”
I am a dream in a mind
Of nightmares;
Warmth inside a soul so cold, the
Sweet taste of “Black Love”…
I am the Sister of Soul.
I am…
…the Super Soul Sister…
Tha Prodigal One...