from the darkness i emerged
with a word
that i cling to now i face the waking day
no words you speak
and yet i know you are here
even though at times
my deeds were insincere
there is a strength
i feel within my soul
now that i have opened up my scroll
and prophecy
revealed to me
the best is yet to come
the race not yet won
for i am the sum
of beautiful parts
my mind
my soul and my heart
and beautiful i will be until
the day an angel strums her harp
and leads me home
i once ran so far
from all that i am
walking on paradise road
or loitering in villages of the damned
and yet
through it all my pride
refused to be enslaved
for my freedom i fought
as hard as i can
though on my arm is the faint outline
of a brand
never in my heart
was i a servant of any woman or man
and though many still
view me as simply a slave
when i look in the mirror
i see a man quite brave
brave enoug to accept responsibility
for at times acting irresponsibly
but there will be no more
i am sorrys on my knees
no more memories
to appease
with all due respect i say to you
prepare to see
the best of me
the best of me
for reams and reams
of historical facts
cannot counteract my claim
forever i will stand proud and black
beautiful i will remain
my belief in me
warms my heart within
and my soul is an eternal flame
never again will i face my reflection
feeling ashamed
for upon the rock of angels
i will shout
darwin lawrence greaves
i will proclaim
once swallowed in a den of iniquity
and still i overcame
still damn proud of my name
on my knees i do excalim
thank you father for reminding me
that the rain
falls on us all
the proud and the profane
from the darkness i emerged
with a word
that i will embrace until the day i die
no more living a lie
speaking in absolutes
i need to define my purpose
when the world demands my proof
now i am humbled
i admit
reluctantly so
for so many open doors to my destiny
now are closed
and still proudly i stand
with arms open wide
examine me until your hearts content
for i have nothing to hide
now i will admit
to many faults
but i refuse to allow you to
rub salt
into my wounds
for there is a room
barred from your prejudice
sealed with my mothers kiss
and when i see the pride
in her eyes
i have no choice but to rise
for now finally i see
my family together as one
as my ailing father quietly hums
a melody of love
how fortunate i am
some would disagree
but you do not reside inside of me
yes i faced a proud mans greatest fear
to be trapped in a self induced ignorance
but you will not hear
from my lips a curse or a moan
i say let he or she without sin
cast the very first stone
i will ask no one to rescue me
with the supreme i will either
swim to shore or drown alone
for you i have
but this one guarantee
you will see a man who looks like me
emerge from the debris
walking arm in arm
with the triune spirit of three
with all due respect
i say to thee
prepare to see
the best of me
the best of me
the best of dee
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