A Little Something Special

He got a little dirt on his face
But that's alright
The makeup of work
Beautifies.

She got a bounce to her sway
Internal drum
Beating strong
The mother-land's song,
And that's alright
A little rhythm
Beautifies.

They got a way
Of making me smile
Even as I worry about their fates;
Got a way
Of making me think
About illusions of choice
We paint;
But it's all alright
The different notes to the songs
Arrangements to the rhymes
Strokes of their brush
Beautify
Leaving me with resolve
Leaving me
With faith...