black people aren’t
suppose to dream
i wanted to be
a raelet
and say ‘dr o wn d in my youn tears’
or ‘tal kin bout tal kin bout’
or marjorie hendricks and grind
all up against the mic
and scream
‘baaaaaby nightandday
baaaaaby nightandday’
then as i grew and matured
i became more sensible
and decided i would
settle down
and just become
a sweet inspiration
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