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Tempestuous at least,
a stronghold of Absolute Power,
gripped by a wanton need to be accepted.
I digress to see in me this cruel intention,
this embodiment of a man
that just may never know reality.
Still i wonder if to be American and a man is itself cruel.
The American in me trapped inside
what it is to be Black before I am a Man
yet this course I must run self assured
realizing i too am at risk of
narcissisms prison.
Finally the card that has been played
Trumps all others...
America can never be the same
