We shall run through the fields without lilies
Speak with foreign tongues and dance with heavens grace
 
Ancient drums hum in the air of freedom born
No longer shall our lives be scattered and torn
 
Through the storm; death and life have emerged
Dreams shall be everlasting while creativity is
free to roam
 
With clear eyes we now see and awareness is born
Determined to be collectively self-conscious of my
Affirmatives and not let your judgment of me leave
A scar
 
For my head will be high and my ambitions even higher
As I run my race not stopping because of defeat 
but only because I have justifiably proven my case!