You had a difficult girlhood, something I don’t understand.
You could bring me to tears if you wanted, or sweep me across the land,
I could find wisdom from your pearls hidden in beach sand,
But Maya, your words are clearer to me than ever before
Before I shut the door.
You passed into the state of womanhood, fearing not what you’d find,
Looking carefully at your figure, you didn’t seem to mind,
Whatever the cause of your frustrations, you didn’t just give up
And sit on your behind.
Maya, I hope you rest now, knowing you brought peace
To all of us, across the nation, across the head full of grease.
You came of age at a time when things weren’t so bright,
So rest now, enjoy God’s Heavenly light.