A Black Male

Where are you,

The Kings of the motherland

Come home…

The morning star hangs above

Stop looking down at that land…

In which you’re accustomed to dwelling

Seek out the spirit that called your ancestors

The pillar of the family

The leader of the tribe

The defender of all manifestations of self

In truth, an understatement

You’ve become as blue eyes stole your soul

Those ships mutilated your humanity

Decimating your passion by driving a wedge

Between your family by ripping them away

In our words we refer to other another

As dogs…

Boys…

Niggas (Niggers)…

And yet we’ve yet to fully comprehend

Our own self destruction

AR 45…penetrated more than the flesh

It released a kindred spirit that belonged to us!

Stand my brothers

Gain your sense of being…

Not the version sold to you…

Passed down to you…

Forced on you by bullshitting advertisements

Stand my brothers

See your story…

Sharpen your knowledge by regaining control of your destiny

You are not a thug, hoodlum, or goon

Stop!

Reconnect with your kingdom

Be the king that you’ve been misled not to embrace

My brother!

Represent, your culture…

Build up your culture

Not infuse it’s destruction with greed

My brother, my son, my father, my uncle

My friend

Stand…believe in your self

Announce to the world that you are more than just…

A Black Male

You are Strong!

You Are Wise!

You are my brother

Sincerely…

Another Brother!