Look over there, boy
Do you see them trees
Way up there is our future
But way down is our history
Look over there girl
You see them seeds
Those are the seeds of wisdom
Plant them and nurture them right
And well of knowledge will unfold to you
Look over there, children of the future
We may not look the same
Sound the same
We may come from an unfortunate past
But children of the future
Grow with the trees and look upward
For our future is bright
Nurture your seeds and keep growing upwards
Never grow downwards
Let history be your roots
Cling to those branches
And bask in the view from above
Look over there
Do you see what I see?
Children way up in those branches
Honorable Mention for the African American Read-In: Kayla Gullage
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