I'm Fire!

It’s not about bad hair but bad air. I breathe fire you breathe rain.

Dousing water on my dreams sending my hopes into steam!

What was white hot like hope now lies in a puddle at my feet.

You stand at the mirror reflecting on your deeds.

You’ve done good, got away with murder, so you think.

But little did you know my thoughts were of you!

I included you in my plans.

Happy not nappy, you pressed your hair,

I dared to dream.

I dreamed a world where I mattered, we all mattered,

where bad deeds weren’t justified at the mirror.

I breathe fire let’s breathe fire together.

Let’s flow like lava igniting everything we touch,

creating islands resting in the new thing we created.

It's not the hair it’s the dare! Dare to dream, dare to be different!

Dare to be fire-breathing. Breathing life, fearlessly fabulous,

Intentional in our intent.

Fire-breathing, no rain, no tears no dousing flames of hope,

Straining to see through steam distorting the scene.

Now standing before the mirror boldly!

Declaring my wrongs, my rights to hope and breathe,

Because I am fire, white hot liquid fire...

...watch me flow!

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