Beautiful black Queen who always wore the “S” on her chest
Who could always save the day and hold me in comforting arms
And bandage my pain with the warmness of love
Could not save me from the everlasting pain that still taunts me in my own silence
It’s as if she jumped through rings of fire to make sure I never had a want for much
Protecting me from danger at all cost
Little did she know, the devil danced with me every time she turned her back
My inner being was blind whenever Satan made a mockery of me
but I had no clue it was wrong
My innocence was stripped away from me leaving me totally vulnerable
And the Queen could not protect me for no one would ever guess that it was by my own blood
No one ever told a soul as if truths were hushed by darkness
Although I never spoke of the truth the queen still wore that “S”
Still saved the day and held me in comforting arms
And bandaged my pain with the warmness of love
That’s how I survived
Through every on going struggle she cradled my wings
She taught me how to fly
Her soft words of wisdom always spoke the truth
“Pretty bird please don’t cry”
I’ve accepted the fact that a piece of that young shattered girl still lives in me
Eventually I will find my joy and let this hidden truth go
I will find it in myself to finally forgive the evil that tried to take away my happiness
and any darkness that tried to reign in my life
The Queen might not have been able to save me from those dark times
But she played a part in saving me from myself
She still manages to wear that “S” on her chest
She still manages to save the day
And she still manages to bandage my pain with the warmness of love
...even with all the odds seeming to be against her