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Our minds reflect and only dreams will thrive

with their foot up off our necks and

it wrenching hearts wrenching for me to see

them toss another brother who looks like me

into immortality behind gates of steel treachery

searching for revelry or redemption.

Mind's suspension is not in us any more

just conflict from who god is searching for....

They tell me about struggle...they don't know.

Struggle is shivering crack dancers filling they're pain with happy juice

Struggle is having to decide if toilet paper is a necessity.

For you and I struggle is reality.

This is not a sob story about how mommy and daddy were never happy and couldn't quite figure out how to stay married.

This is a story of hope, of courage and of love.

Because I know my god above and he told me in my ear

I am special, and I figure you are too.

Why else would they walk and talk and even dance like you

And you ask they would say "I just doing what I do"

But you know and I know that's it's only cool by our rules.

We got a special way of loving that caresses a strangers heart

That keeps going and going, even when we've fell apart

That keeps hoping and trying even when there's not a dime.

That keeps laughing and praying long after dinner time

That keeps crying and moaning until he comes again.

That sings old negro spirituals that never seem to end.

That cleans the cut and bruises from when we've been kicked down and can sing a song to make all of them frowns turn upside...down.

Since the day I recognized the chocolate skin I was in

That was it!

I knew that there was something lying deep within that calls for god to bring us higher and to take away our fears

I had to fight, I think that's the real reason I am standing here,

You let them tell you you aint nothing, that you never held no weight, but see the earth beneath our feet could tell you about what it takes.You are born into greatness, and not everybody is.

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