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Room Full Of Sisters
A room full of sisters like jewels in a crown
Vanilla, Cinnamon and Dark Chocolate Brown
Now picture yourself in the mist of this glory
As I describe the sisters who are a part of this story
They were wearing purple, royal blues and shades of red
Some had elegant hats on their heads
With sparkling eyes and shiny lips
They move through the room swaying their African hips
Speaking with smiles on their African faces
Their joy and laughter filled all empty spaces
They were fashionable and stylish in what they were wearing
kind of sisters who were loving and caring
You see it's not about how these sisters appeared
Their beauty was in the values on which they were reared
They were smart articulate and Very well read
With all kind of black history stored in their heads
Jugglers of profession, managers of lives
Mothers of children, lovers and wives
Good hearted, reaching out to others
Giving back to the community and supporting their brothers
All these sisters struggled through the path they had come
Never forgetting were they were from
They Just brushed off their dresses and pushed through the doors
And came back stronger then they were before
Now imagine if you will the essence and thrill
As you stare at these sister from those African hills
A room full of sisters like jewels in a crown
Vanilla, Cinnamon and Dark Chocolate Brown
This can be found in The Color of Culture II by Mona Lake Jones
A room full of sisters like jewels in a crown
Vanilla, Cinnamon and Dark Chocolate Brown
Now picture yourself in the mist of this glory
As I describe the sisters who are a part of this story
They were wearing purple, royal blues and shades of red
Some had elegant hats on their heads
With sparkling eyes and shiny lips
They move through the room swaying their African hips
Speaking with smiles on their African faces
Their joy and laughter filled all empty spaces
They were fashionable and stylish in what they were wearing
kind of sisters who were loving and caring
You see it's not about how these sisters appeared
Their beauty was in the values on which they were reared
They were smart articulate and Very well read
With all kind of black history stored in their heads
Jugglers of profession, managers of lives
Mothers of children, lovers and wives
Good hearted, reaching out to others
Giving back to the community and supporting their brothers
All these sisters struggled through the path they had come
Never forgetting were they were from
They Just brushed off their dresses and pushed through the doors
And came back stronger then they were before
Now imagine if you will the essence and thrill
As you stare at these sister from those African hills
A room full of sisters like jewels in a crown
Vanilla, Cinnamon and Dark Chocolate Brown
This can be found in The Color of Culture II by Mona Lake Jones
