Countless times, though weak i try on and on
Great spirit i am bless not to be born with horns
My senses an ornate blows horns,loud enough
to announce its self into path of greatness.
Flaxen tough, black keratin i stand tall
Often not seen as distinquish, but my presence always
Positively Known, and my absence felt, I am proudly black
In the essence of many obscene i am black and bold to
Uphold what is right, and to stand firm and fight for my right,
Refusing to be misuse or abuse no matter the price.
I am proudly black,and strong like a buffalo horns to tear
Through every thorny obstacle standing on the way
Of every black stalk,but i will strive to let sprout
and water every black growth withind reach.
I am black horns,i am proudly black,i embrace peace
With every race and color.