i'm a crownless queen
left to wander the wastes
searching for a princess
with whom i can replace

𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔,
𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆?
𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆, 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒎 𝑰
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔?

We are all royalty, derived from one.
Man can no longer see the world without seeing unknown men in their Kingdom.
We all can be beauty, but some choose to be the beast. I may Love the color blue, and choose to live within the words I write. But You, you can Love the color red, and choose to dream in the song you sing.
We may never see eye to eye, but we can shake hands and Love each other as if we were related. Because WE ARE related. We live on the same earth, we drink the same water, and everything you need to live, I also need.
The game six degrees of separation can easily show that all of us are interlocked in the same world. The only thing holding us back, are the decisions we choose to make to our fellow brethren.
Next time you decide to cast away someone within the Kingdom remember, they are your brother and they are your sister.

Cocoa, caramel, chocolate or coffee
Cinnamon, cedar, copper or toffee
Tell me what’s your shade queen?
So beautiful and brown!

Hickory, cedar, pecan or gingerbread
With your warm silky undertones.
Are they yellowish or red?

Peanut, brunette, umber or brown
Whichever shade, you wear it well,
Embrace your melanin crown!

Bronze, copper, mahogany or wheat
Sienna or sepia it’s such a mystery!

Whatever shade you are, you should know you wear it well!
Skin so deep, your shades so dope, your melanin’s smooth as hell!

My face lights up like a little ******* Christmas when I see you
It's been only day or so but I won’t stop loving you
You make me into a diamond when I feel like a piece of coal
As you shine my day and make me sparkle.

Your smile is the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen
As it brings joy to all
it is something that cannot be unseen
Every day you treat me like a queen
As I ascend my throne
You are my king

For eternity, the cue
that my queen does veil
her in the letter Q
taking me off the teacher’s dwale
showed the heaven’s hue
was a clear saile
she lingered on as a dew
till comes the pale
my love for you, Q, is true
Q, the angel, brought me the quill!