The Colourful Ms. Brown

I will tell you a story about Ms. Brown

She is too dark to be white and too white to be brown

Too quiet to be loud

With loudness, so stark it mutes the sound

Too strong to be weak but too humble for the crown

She will draw you in and just as quickly erase you out

Never go against her, because she always wins

She tries her best to be good, but she is drowning in sins

Her past is dark, and her future is bright

Filling a dull room with colour whenever she’s in sight

She gets whatever she wants, with such little fight

And that’s okay; you are on her side, cheering her on

You believe in her, man that girl is strong

She understands things beyond you and me

A receiver of signs that normalcy can’t see

Her feet are deeply imprinted, not even trying to make a mark

She likes to see the night end, just for the day to start

The story about Ms. Brown is ongoing

She’ll be just fine with or without you knowing