In the sacred silence of this moment,
I kneel before you, my Lord...

On the first day of school, I long for its end,
Yearning for my Jag family, my heart's dear...

Black is not evil, It's a Style so grand
A beauty that's been hidden from our sight...

In Bethlehem's manger, a humble abode,
A savior was born, the son of our God...

In a land where snow should fall,
On a Christmas day, unusual...

In Christmas's glow, where dreams and joy entwine,
A tale unfolds, of Christ's birth divine...

In liberty's realm, we bear a cross of might,
Our skin, a testament to trials that tower high...

The devil, once beautiful, desired more,
His craving for power, a treacherous lure...

In the tapestry of time, where friendships bloom,
Mes amis, like petals, dispelling life's gloom...

In shadows cast by prejudice, a knock resounds,
At the door of your heart, where peace abounds...

In hallowed halls of learning's sacred light,
Where dreams doth take their winged and lofty...

I admit I'm not the best,
Was never the best, put to the test...