She walks with a goal the swing of her hips, the curve of her lips she walks with a goal the smooth liquorice skin, that starts from within, she walks with a goal her eyes see the past she left behind and the future she craves she said one day shall be mine, she walks with a goal from her short kinky hair or the curls the sun captures with a glare, I stare, as she wears her crown with pride, it keeps me grounded I feel surrounded by its grace, she wears her crown with a goal as it captures my soul as it surrounded my face, she wears her crown with a mission it’s kinks, coils and curls as she becomes me all of me, she wears her crown she is my destiny…. She walks with integrity cloaked by her dynasty, beautifully…. Embracing the black light from within she bows to her people and says my name is melanin! Coco brown Reid 2016 (c)