Dedicated to the African American Song Writers and Dreamers which I love ^^ You, young lad, Your soul So lofty and gentle Your eyes, shining, brighter than the golden stars flying dreams in the century of history's hallow So why, my dear? Eyes cripple in the faces of ebony's sorrow Let's rejoice, and praise The humble who suffer The despise who bear the burden of power The colors who hide their faces in the dark The opressed who sobs and stifles. The bleeding hearts blossoming in the flowers of love's shadow The mighty tide of wisdom arouse from the sun rise of that─ grievous ocean The seagull's ambition never go astray In the centuries of darkness Their aim divine Morning birds, calling the beauty of tho artistic talent Neuroscientific deviance Let pride shrunken into ashes hearts of fire the torches Guiding the symphony of the stormy night Genres of souls cohesive Congenial tones euphonic Drumkit feature resembles Faces of colors lightened White the wonderous Black the beautiful Mixtures the explosure of creative geniuses The song of kindred species goes ── Music industry is a concret jungle May God Shed light through the shadow Golden light brighten with the mellow Colors of wind celebrate in harmonious flames of passion Sensories of Love. Youth. Trust. Equality. We sing the voice where we belong Faith, the Truth holy and rival So why, my dear, lost, in that ── humanity's shallow? :) --

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