One-Winged Angels
“One-Winged Angels”
“Sista, how am I supposed to fly with only one wing?” he asked
I had to think long and hard about it
“I’m trying, I’m trying,” he tells mama
When she fusses about his grades
“You ain’t got time for mistakes”
Keep your head up
And your hands up too
These days white folks are always aiming at you
To shoot and kill
Then ask questions
When it’s too little too late
Mama always said,
“You ain’t got time for mistakes”
So when my brother asked me
How to fly with only one wing
I told him “Don’t believe their lies”
Boy, you were meant to fly
And soar high above
You might have to work twice as hard
Just to stay up
So rise above the hate
Your one wing is no mistake
And be extra careful out in the streets
God’s toughest soldiers
Were born with enemies
You can fly, brother