When we look in the future what will we find
The men that we raised or the boys left behind?
When I gaze in his eyes I know I don’t see
A dealer, an inmate or gang wannabe.
When I listen to voices of laughter and hope
I don’t hear the anguish of brothers on dope.
When I hug him and hold him I know I don’t feel
A child disconnected who’ll age caged in steel.
When I give him direction and show him I care
Then I can’t imagine a life of despair.
If I let him know often that he is king,
If I make him believe he can do anything,
If I show him that greatness is part of his past
Then his drive toward excellence will make it last.
If I pour a foundation of love and esteem
And provide him with tools that will capture his dream,
If I nurture and strengthen his heart and his soul
Then he’ll be encouraged to fulfill his role.
When questioned and challenged, in times of great need,
These brothers will answer, these brothers will lead.
Their rap will be positive, thoughtful and true.
They’ll earn our respect through the good that they do.
Their game will be legend as they rise to soar
In neighborhoods, families and board rooms – they’ll score.
As they join with their sisters these brothers will build
The future we want and the life God has willed.
When we look in the future what will we find
The men that we raised or the boys left behind?