LOOK IN MY EYES AND TELL ME WHO YOU SEE….
Do you see the rhythmic heart beat that beats so intensely. Sublime inner thoughts articulated more with results and impact than understood accepted phases of symmetry.
Can you see the flow of my passion and assured deliverance of my vibe. The constant overflowing thought process that links me to the origin of the Ashanti Tribe.
Yes my descendants from the Ashanti Tribe are with fair skin and light eyes, and inscribed into a western culture civilization of slavery and sirnames derived.
Does your vision not transcend beyond the physical, and drill down to the metaphorical state that contains my destiny. Do you stay steadfast on the surface level, on a makeshift fallacy of what you think a black man should be.
Is it apparent from my walk or my talk, or the way I carry myself, and chin high, that I’m human and made of flesh and blood. Or did you pass judgement on me for a predetermined self-reflection that never pertained to the manifestation of my manhood.
Is my existence quantified by my financial aptitude to provide, and the exponential growth of my retirement and truth. Or by the impact of my thoughts and actions have on others and our struggling, and grossly misunderstood youth.
Do I have to fit into a tangible box articulated by my lineage and years of education. Or by my accomplishments and endeavors to help others, and living in a moment spawned from my initial inception.
-Astro-Nut 👨🏽🚀
Astro-Nut 👨🏽🚀 
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