"My Backyard" 
  
in my backyard 
green grass grows 
and flowers bloom in the spring 
and little black girls sing 
freedom ring. freedom ring. 
  
in my backyard 
tip toe to full blown 
the minds eye wanders 
to places unknown 
and little black girls sing 
freedom ring. freedom ring. 
  
in my backyard 
fluffy dandelions blow 
linger in the air. 
then fall like snow 
and little black girls sing 
freedom ring. freedom ring. 
  
in my backyard 
weeds sprout year round 
golden strands sway like hips 
to a moroccan drum sound 
and little black girls sing 
freedom ring. freedom ring. 
  
in my backyard 
long thorns shoot 
from berry bushes closing in 
with poison at the root 
and little black girls sing 
freedom ring. freedom ring. 
  
in my backyard 
stretching tall i stand 
in search of the promise land 
i peek through cracks/stare through holes 
beyond the fence where nobody knows i exist 
and little black girls sing 
freedom ring. freedom ring. 
  
in my backyard 
peaks the sun 
after five nights of pouring rain 
the day anew begun 
and little black girls sing.  
  
Terry A. O'Neal Copyright © 2003  |