What could she ever lack?
Pretty, pale and blonde
You would have thought there was nothing for which she longed
For as a Black
What could she ever lack?
It's her family who rules
She's dripping in jewels
But, younger than curls of brown and eyes of jet
She knows nothing of what the world holds yet
Voice soft as silk and skin smooth as pearl
She'll always be her mother's special girl
Sweet sixteen, she has but one dream
A husband who'll treat her as sweet as cream
Little does she know that as a Black
It's real true love that she'll forever lack