Standing Ovation

You ever live a life full of mysteries and Just wonder..... Who are you destined to be and what kind Of things you were destined to do.... Coming across with people who open the doors To success... so every new accomplishment I hold up a fist symbolizing my individuality as a human Person but think about it harrd it really means The success of a young blacc youth.... Who is Mel some may ask......I who you call the most efficient with words with sympathy converting into harmony and as my words of metaphors enlightens thoughts in ya heads....the progress to my Panamanian dream becomes reality..... Ladies and gentlemen I present to you what is called Reality in the making. Walking in the light in which I can say if I aint getting noticed let myself be Burring my past and creating a new beginning Remember No sacrifice equals no victory And as my epitome of taking my poetry reflects a hidden talent within me I hold up my fist once More and say I don't hold up not only for the skin color Of for the broths and sistah that made history I hold it up because of my individuality and Stand as a successful brotha to become history in the making And as I live under one nation and its under god As the blood rushing my vein burst out the color red white and blue I repeat myself again....I hold up my fist not because of my broths and sistah who made history I want to make history And when making it to the top I look down on my haters as they struggle to make their way to the top Im over the edge so I say.......Who ARE YOU?