A Free Man. Poem by Ivan Brooks Sr

I'm a black man, I'm the essence of toughness
My roots are deep like the mighty baobab tree
Once a chained slave, today I stand in greatness
I'm a black man, I'm a proud man and I'm free.

I'm a black man, once the master's possession
I have scars stamped to my soul but I'm free
Once a cotton picker, I now have a profession
I'm a black man, a very proud man and I'm here.

I m a black man, the first born of mama Ebone
The black Goddess the true mother of humanity
Once upon a time in jubaru, I sat upon a throne
Where my queens and warriors all lived in unity.

I'm a black man, I will always be the best runner
Maybe that's why you always use the fastest guns
Once like Jesse, today I'm Usine, today I'm a winner
I'm a free black man my soul hosts a thousand suns.