In the mood to love, share and feel
the need to express myself.
In the mood to be who I am black, the
agressor, the force taking on my
In the mood to be polemic in my
thoughts overcoming the demons that
try to exploit me.
In the mood to fulfill a rite of passage
guiding me towards understanding the
oppression and the vast difference of
a race of people.
In the mood weathering an uneventful
resurgence that henders black people from
aspiring to be.
Seeking a spirtual guidance into the
reasons why slavery continues in America.