Why do they seem to hate me so much? What does this world have against me?
I am strong. My skin is dark, but my soul is bright, and so is my spirit. My mind is unmatched; there’s nothing I can’t do.
No matter how much you hate me, my hope exceeds your hate.Your systematic approach to kill me won’t win; I will overcome and adapt. I will restore divine order and get back on themountaintop. It is my destiny; I have from now until the end of time.
I was in the thought of God before the foundations of the world. It may be as if I’m last. But, I know in the end, I will be first. I’m strong and courageous.
You will no longer arrest my development; you will no longer imprison my mind with false reality. You will no longer relegate me to your images. You won’t tell me you don’t need me; you can’t survive without me. You won’t tell me that I am my past.You won’t raise me to be my mother. You won’t birth me without a father.
You will not kill this black boy. I will not ask your permission to be a black boy. I shall live and not die!
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