They told of a tale, one of which she had never heard.
She sat beside the fire, and did not a mutter a word.

There is this power that is said to be rare,

See tricks are for kids, and I'm to old for games. But being who I am, people love to say my name.

My Black is beautiful, Look don't you agree. This Black turns heads, and creates rumors & envy.

A god given gift sent to watch over those of us on earth.

Everyone knew you were special from the day of your birth.

We watched you grow from one in a million to more than a woman;

Inside Outside

They laugh and smile, happy in their day
I stare at the glass, does it know what to say?
We are happy and true and our smiles do shine

I was born that year in Seventy-Six
Every Patriot was my picture
And when you see Old Glory wave,
In your heart my feeling will getcha

I live in every American thought

A world wide effort to build a spot, in space an area to work,

We shuttled supplies and people there, so smooth, no effort or quirk.

Hiding between transparency,
We all know the conspiracy,

This world is a part of a clenching fist,
We are the cutters, The world is the wrist,

We feel it bleed, We see it die,

I stand guard at my post on the shore
And overlook the sea and more.
My light tells all not to go astray,
When rocks and dangers are in their way.

Time nor weather can change my watch,

I beg and I plead, but I never succeed!
Asking someone to take my life away,
I’m sick of living torturously day to day!
I never give up, getting on my knees and pray every night,