Yo Sister Queen

In the tapestry of dawn,

where the sun kisses the earth,

you rise,

a phoenix wrapped in melanin,

each hue a story,

each curl a crown,

woven from the whispers of ancestors,

echoing through the corridors of time.

Sister,

you are the heartbeat of the universe,

a rhythm that dances through the air,

your laughter a symphony,

your strength a fortress,

built on the foundations of resilience,

where every struggle blooms into beauty,

like wildflowers breaking through concrete.

You are the shade of midnight,

the glow of starlight,

the essence of grace,

walking with purpose,

with fire in your spirit,

and dreams that soar higher

than the tallest skyscraper,

unfurling like wings,

ready to embrace the sky.

In your eyes,

the depth of oceans,

the wisdom of ages,

reflecting the battles fought,

the victories won,

the love that flows like rivers,

nourishing the roots of our community,

binding us together,

a tapestry of strength and unity.

Sister,

you are the melody in our struggle,

the dance in our fight,

the light in our darkest nights,

a queen,

not just in name,

but in spirit,

in every stride you take,

you redefine what it means to be regal.

So let them see you,

let them hear your voice,

let them feel the power of your presence,

for you are a force of nature,

a masterpiece painted with the hues of resilience,

and every time you rise,

you lift us all,

reminding us that we too,

are royalty.

Yo sister queen,

wear your crown with pride,

for you are the embodiment of beauty,

the essence of love,

and in this world,

your light will never fade,

you are eternal,

you are magnificent,

you are everything.