Sister with mister's hand
Wooed the world with green thumbs
Bled Treble cleffs and
Shed tears of watercolors
Face like beautiful music;
Piano, not gritty and soulful, only
the white keys
Strength of Black Panthers
Curved fist, tight grip
Bore life like mother earth
No daises or jasmine
Just roses with thorns that stung,
Just us
- Sade' Miller
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