Black, Black Sheep
If only I were as smart as big bro
or could cook like you, mom,
If only I could sing & dance like lil' bro
or do all the chores like him,
If only I were a boy carrying on the family name
or had birthed a grandkid for you,
Then, maybe then
would you consider me a beloved daughter?
Am I really that terrible?
You boast to visitors about my brothers
but have nothing to say about me?
Doesn't love & sincerity count?
Or does only money & status matter?
Was this how Jesus too felt at home?
Alone? An outcaste?
It isn't glory I seek, never, ever
Just your understanding and acceptance.
But I guess I'm too black a sheep ...
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