They take my kindness for weakness.
They take my silence for speechlessness.
They consider my uniqueness strange.
They call my language slang.
They see my confidence as conceit.
They see my mistakes as defeat.

They consider my success accidental.
They minimize my intelligence to potential.
My questions mean I'm unaware.
My advantage is somehow unfair.
Any praise is preferential treatment.
To voice my concern is discontentment.

If I stand up for myself, I'm too defensive.
If I don't trust them, I'm too apprehensive.
I'm defiant if I seperate, I'm fake if I assimilate.
My character is constantly under attack.
Pride for my race makes me to black.

I am firm but gentle.
I am good but not easy.
To know me is to know what water taste like.

I am Enoch Mubarak. I am a mercenary.
I am a soldier in the war on poverty.
Welcome to my block....AND WE NEVER STOP.

Read UNDERCOVER SMART and know who you are.

Enoch Mubarak
President & CEO Mubarak Inter-prizes
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