To discover the treasure you so easily hide--
with head rags and baggy clothes you must dig--
dig like a miner in a cave.
Deeper than anyone has gone--picking away at
the walls and prisons you put up to protect your self hate.
You can be pure as the rarest stones, and shine like the highest domes and
rise, tall as the Queens of every culture whether recognized or hidden.
The struggle will be great, the journey may be long, the reward is to find where your love belongs.
In yourself, for yourself, to be yourself.
Like the coal miner, you must dig-- dig until there is nothing left of the
shovel--dig until your wall called hate is torn down because in the end--
if you crack the hardest, ugliest, dirtiest piece of coal in half--
You may find a diamond inside.
Love yourself.
HameshaDee
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