Black King


A boy raised to be nothing but successful in life, educated and uneducated in what is his purpose, given the impression that he will be discriminated and intimidated by the real reality of the world , grew up on the southeast side of Dc not by bad influences but good, always learned to teach himself a balance between what he learned on the southside and his school work, wanting to move up in life than rather be told he's going to be nothing or the assumption that's his path will be a complete presumption of failure, or just because the way he dresses sometimes may be seen as hostile, slang every now and then he might speak out but the mind of a intelligent boy glows out, whether his thoughts on racial injustice or finding a solution for every minor to major issue in his life, taught to treat everybody with respect or that will leave him in disrespect, learned how to look past his challenges and trials despite the wild fires of life, the baby boy who is the last of 3 who didn't know what life was really like till he was exposed to the definition of it, is it for him to fall into the creases of what the real world will try to make him or make his own destiny with his skills, treated like a prince from birth but now it's time to rehearse and reverse how will he take the wheel of fate, into the day he will soon become a Black King all on his own.

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