“Brown of the Bow”

“Brown of the Bow”

Skin attached like elastic Godiva the good shit

Grew up on what they call hood shit

Realized my black was mixed with rainbow

Ventured to start a life in the know

To become the brown of the bow

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Acceptance was a battle

Gray muck of unacceptance is quite the saddle

Yet with a heart full of love

Always looking to the rainbows above

Reach past the trauma past the pain

Start a life in the know

To become the brown of the bow

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Along the way saw so many

The bow is filled with many like me

Brothers and sisters

All born from different Mrs. And Misters

The bonds formed are unexplainable

For most people downright unattainable

Some farther than others all of us in the know

Helping each other along being the brown of the bow

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Justice is a passion that is for all

Equality has always been the call

Before the bow definitely during

Fighting for causes pledging all the endurance

Activism is red hot in the veins

Protecting those who need it is what I know

It is all I know

That is why I grew to be the brown of the bow

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Rainbows don’t have brown

But who says they can’t?

So, I add my brown to ours

My brown of courage, humanity, forgiveness, and looking after the next generation of LGBT youth