Tell me,

Who are you to say what I can or cannot be,

I was born into a world meant for justice and equality;

I am not the one who is easily offended,

Maybe it’s because I’m blind, but manage to remain independent

What are my ambitions as a slave you may ask?

My rebuttal is,

 You would have to ask one whom identifies themselves as that;

This vicious cycle may break my fingers, legs, and toes,

May even tear at my skin,

 Leaving my meat exposed, eaten by crows, down to the bone;

But you cannot take my will

Nor compensate the blood of my ancestors who have been killed;

My desire is to continue fighting for this thing called freedom

I am one individual who stands under God, and it is He who must redeem them;

Those who have come before me sung by the rivers

Whispering spirituals and gospel hymns,

 In the darkest of nights, praying for Him to deliver;

  No more days on a plantation,

No more horse riding, gun fighting, chain gang conversations

No more tree lynching, cross burning, segregated traditions;

We are no longer enslaved by darker shades of the skin,

We are no longer divided by language barriers, and unrepentance of sins;

You see

I am your neighbor, that kind Good Samaritan,

I am that immigrant that is now so proud to be an American!

Forever grateful for those who have overcome many adversities

Now I can die in peace and harmony

Living that promise of justice and equality;