Have a Malcolm X heart.
With Martin Luther king.
Meaning when someone sees your skin as a battlefield.
A land to acquire with phenomenal ammunition.
Their mouths will be pistols.
Spraying racial slurs.
The first thing you do is reason with them.
It is hard not to see the battlefield when blinded by their past.
Speak with peace and reason, to remove their blindfold.
If they continue, show them you are willing to fight.
That is your Malcolm X.
Racism will try to reduce the space you fill, to make you feel small.
So you need to be like mount Everest, large and unmovable.
Have Michelle and Barack Obama curiosity.
Read.
Read so much that there is a library in your head.
Then tear up all the books, let the pages run free.
Knowledge is not meant to be trapped.
Let knowledge flow through your mouth with every word you say.
Let knowledge grow in people around you.
Have Maya Angelou's spirit, seeing light in the darkness.
You will have a superpower.
You will illuminate the people around you.
So imprint Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Barack Obama, Michelle Obama, and Maya Angelou into your DNA.
They will serve you right.
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