This is me
I hold these truth self evident
that I will seek perfection in being a black man
That I will achieve all
to conquer whatever dares to stand victim in my way
I will not fear failure nor success
Fear will be the motivation
Motivation that will swallow my being like a black hole
Soul of God I will carry
His rod will comfort me even my family can not
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