“Black boy, Black boy. Why you so sad. Black boy, Black boy. Why you so mad.
Is it because mom always workin with no help from a dad or because your labeled a gangster before a 4.0 grad.
Black boy, Black boy don’t be afraid. Black boy, Black boy one day you’ll be praised. Please don’t change; and hold on to your features. Only reason they tell you not to love yours is because they don’t love theirs either.
Black boy, Black boy you are so smart. You are the walking visual of priceless art.
Black boy, Black boy please don’t frown and keep your head lifted; it’s carrying your crown. Black boy.” - Copyright June 2018 KellyAnn Dawson (copyright prohibited )