A Song for Dieu
I know them ain’t tears coming down your face. Wipe your eyes. In this world, only the strong survive, you know. I know it’s hard out there: welfare, AIDS, earthquakes, muggings, carjackings. Yeah, we got problems. But believe me when I tell you, things always get better. God don’t like ugly. And God don’t like no quitters. You know what Billie Holiday said baby, “God bless the child that can hold his own.”
Keep your head up, boo. When it’s on, it’s on!