When is it my time to feel the
Breath of freedom?
To not worry, stress or be
caressed by liberty.
Not torn by so called friendís envy
and my enemyís hate.
When is it my time to indulge in blessings
earned by my constant burdens of
judgments and acceptance.?
To know my tribulations are elevations
of stimulations worn like a badge of honor
from my ancestors.
My predecessors forgone to understand
The bloodline. When is it my time?
When is it my time to have all the oppressors,
And depressions of my skin color removed to uncover
my inner reflections of peace.
When is it my time to collaborate with your time to
Be given to their time and one day come together in Our Time.
When does my time come?