I see her reflection in the mirror of truth,
The Epitome of Beauty, the Goddess of Peace and the Empress of Youth,
Dark as the midnight sky is what she is, a form I am always excited to see
Her freckles shines bright illuminating the evening and her smile, Oh her smile is such a privilege to see,
The world seeks to bury the grace and valor she possesses in her soul,
And drenched her body with lustful thoughts and expectations
Every curl and every coil on her crown are twisted to perfection
An African beauty is what she is, proud of her heritage and all the elements within
So what if the world can't find the beauty in her scars?
Why should she find the beauty in this world?
The coat of this land is shedding and she can smell the rotting aroma
How can you be disgusted by her sins?
But yet your inhabitants are the jinn of this universe
She laugh in pity for those who believe in your terrible lies,
And failed to realize what you truly are inside, they need to open up their eyes
She's not lost trust me, and she's not part of your silly plays
Her eyes has open up to the dreadful reality, but no one would believe her because they all think she's crazy
She's not afraid by a bunch of lightweight humans, its either you follow your heart or submit to these flawed men of this world
The river of life flows through her veins, A Goddess pure and free
Absorbing the life from the vessels of the earth and eating the fruit of the trees
La hija de la Diaspora (daughter of the diaspora) and of the motherland,
An Emblem of hope, wisdom and virtue, Enriched by nature's blessing and beyond
Yes she's the Queen, The one that made it all.
