Accept’dance Or the dance to be accepted Except this time you don’t get to dance With the belle until the bell rings Oh Baby! You’re a butterfly but you sting like a bee The devil is in the details So are You, in the little things You were made to be at the head, never at the tail Flapping your wings like your feet don’t touch the ground Like you don’t even need to knock for doors to open I tried to get your attention I tried to start a conversation Alas! My “You’re not alone” Michael Jackson Became “Mr. Lonely” Bobby Vinton! Accept’dance What would it take to get your vote of confidence? You were always made to be admired That’s how you’re wired To be both valued and invaluable You the belle of the ball The one to cherish and to lavish But sometimes a brother gets tired Of being hired and then fired It reminds me of when we were kids Playing soccer in the fields Before you even knew how to rise and fall You learned never to piss off the owner of the ball Oh! You’re one not to mess with The type to take your ball home with you For you we'd bend while you remained stiff ‘Cause you’re the kind to turn red, out of the blue! Accept’dance The tango of those who don’t have much The rumba of those with a good heart and good hands Yearning for a father’s embrace, a mother’s touch Black man missing from home Another statistic Failure as the only outcome You were always made to be admired That’s how you’re wired To be both valued and invaluable You the belle of the ball The one to cherish and to lavish But sometimes a brother gets tired Of being hired and then fired Just as you’ve heard that colonialism brought us universalism In a “mission to civilise” out of pure humanism And you’d be unwise to think otherwise How dare you Brethren? Even your favorite authors echo the sentiment Yeah right! If this looks good to you on paper Read the fine print Brother and Sister Before the socially corrupt and morally bankrupt come to prospect We know that’s how the devil likes to collect Today I am tired of doing the dance Tired of begging for acceptance When I know we need each other, like the blind and the cripple My eyes to see the way, your strength to carry me Instead, we whitewash our differences In a one-size-fit-all fallacy As if the leopard breathed underwater Or the fish climbed a tree You were always made to be admired That’s how you’re wired To be both valued and invaluable You the belle of the ball The one to cherish and to lavish But sometimes a brother gets tired Of being hired and then fired But today I’d rather talk about Grace, not race Where Love leads the pace Our people are angry, hurting, destitute and out of hope Brethren, would you know a way to cope To build generational wealth and break generational curses For success is a stream that flows in the shade of valleys And springs in the sun of mountains Will we find in you new fountains? You were always made to be admired That’s how you’re wired To be both valued and invaluable You the belle of the ball The one to cherish and to lavish But sometimes a brother gets tired Of being hired and then fired I don't want your acceptance Let me live in all confidence