Better days ahead
Reached out to feel each grain
A lifetime running through his hands
The scorching heat left our heart
The workings of a proud brown man
But nowhere could you see
Dark eyes look away
The pride and the flame
Reached out to feel the warmth
Time running through his hands
The scorching heat gave life
The heart of the proud brown man
And he says to his child
Who still couldn't stand
Someday...
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