Would I still stand up? Even if all are against me?
Would I still help out? Even if my pockets are empty?
Would I stand my ground? Even if the foundation is weak?
Would I be willing to lose it all? Even if I'm at my peak?
Could I yell out to a crowd, "I'm black and I'm proud"?
Could I speak my mind? Even if it's disallowed?
Could I go full force, in terms of the cause?
Could I finally show my voice? Even if I have to take a long pause?
I'm up for the challenge, even if I have to stand alone.
I'll do what I can, even if it's out my comfort zone.
I will stand my ground, even if the foundation is broken.
I'm willing to lose it all, even if failure is forespoken.
I'm proud of who I am, afro out and fist held high.
I'll say what's on my mind, with my head faced towards the sky.
I'll give it my all, until I take my last breath.
Standing up for what you believe in lasts long, even after death.