I don't have time gracing shadows,
March 12 is my day lest it's been told
Because I may forget as the days grow old
I'm not posting for your countdowns,
I mean not for wishes like "money to your account"
Some will even say "pussies to your dick"
But all I want is your prayer for me
To tear down those after me
Even when I climb mountains they come behind me
All I ever want is tobreak the door
That shut me out for so long
And for the black boy to win the race...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem