We don’t have it easy, We do what we can, But if what we can is not good enough, We will try being better, And if you think our better doesn’t cut it, We will never rest, Till our better becomes best.
Do you copy? Or should I take it again? The road has never been smooth, The playing field was barely plain, We have gone through some bumpy roads to get here. Scars? Yes! We have got tons to show.
I don’t think I have made myself clear. We rose and fell hard on our heads, We escaped amnesia and dementia, We have never had it easy, We keep pushing. The only way is up! I hope you agree.
May our limitations not hinder us. May our efforts not turn futile, May our sowed seeds germinate, Even on dry grounds. Until our good is better, And our better best.
AFRO387 