A light beamed from behind him
It was a shine that made the sun grow dim
He had a posture that made him bigger than the world
And a voice that meant he was not of this world
But a supernatural place where only the righteous exist
When you see him, when you hear him
You have to speak to him, his eyes, his voice insists.
The darkness of his skin
opposed the majestic personality that lay within
For this was a real man,
with the elements of solidarity and faithfulness
This man was the desire of all virtuous women
nothing more, nothing less.
A power so blinding, evoked from his soul
working in his favor to expose what his future holds.
His courage motivates him to open the doors that the enemy tries to seal
Yet in all of that he faithfully rests and waits on what God plans to reveal
What a mighty Black man that dwells in this place
A real black man lives, a real black man lives on this earth with a divine grace
With an assurance to give out to the rest of the race
A real black man dwells in this place.
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