The Crown of Resilience by Ruben White
Pride yourself, you black man,
A mountain forged in fire,
With roots that stretch through centuries,
You rise, a phoenix from the pyre.
Your mama, a river of strength,
Gave you a name like a song,
A melody woven in the fabric of time,
In a world where you belong.
Stand tall as the oak in the storm,
With branches that touch the skies,
Each leaf a testament to battles fought,
Each scar a badge that never lies.
You are the echo of ancestors' dreams,
The drumbeat of freedom's call,
A tapestry of resilience,
Woven in the struggle for all.
Claim your victory, let it shine,
A lighthouse on a rugged shore,
Though life's mysteries swirl around,
Your spirit will ever soar.
Kneel and pray, but rise with might,
For you are the storm and the calm,
In the garden of your aspirations,
You bloom, an everlasting balm.
Pride yourself, you black man,
With the weight of history's pen,
Write your legacy in bold strokes,
For this is where it begins again.
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