This is Personal . . .

This is personal, so personal, you leaving my dear, 
The representation of royalty was presented from you, crystal clear

In a time where they didn't want us to love the Black Man,
In a time of brutality, incarceration you came through Black Man,
Giving us hope, giving us a template of what we were called to be,
Showing us glory in melanin,
For the whole world to see,
This wasn't fiction, this wasn't acting, just you doing your part,
In exemplifying Black Lives Matter,
Your death has broken my heart,
And I shed tears as I write these words just for you,
Although you won't hear it,
I will do better by my Black Man cause of you,
The target of so much hatred, the one the world wants to fall,
But you left us a legacy, showing that won't happen at all
Taking the spirit of the ancestors, displaying the richness of the past,
To Wakanda Forever,
Man I can't believe you have passed,
This is personal, so personal although they didn't shoot you dead,
We just were not ready for you to rest your gracious head,
But in honor of you, Mighty Bison, Man of God,
I will let you sleep well now that you've left the youth the rod,
This is personal, so personal as your death leaves us stunned,
We will honor your work and just say Chad, that's a job well done. Rest Well Black Man