Mother Mary loved her little brown boy
Who the world would not know how to love
Mother Mary nourished her little brown boy
He himself would prepare a feast for all hungry and poor
Mother Mary watched her little brown boy grow up
Dreamed big dreams of all he would come to be
Mother Mary treasured her little brown boy
Others would only ever see as a threat
Mother Mary embraced her little brown boy
Even unto horrific death
Like only mothers of color know to do
Mother Mary laid her little brown boy down
Grief her sole companion
Comforted by the promise that death does not get the final say
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