Look in the mirror and tell me what you see? Look in the mirror and tell me what you see?
Did you have breakfast?
With who did you have breakfast with?
Whats your purpose today?
What’s your purpose in life?
How do you feel?
Why you doing what you doing?
Do you feel empowered to take on the challenges in life?
Are you thinking about the next man?
Does he even matter?
Why you so proud?
Why are you ignorant… yet arrogant?
Can you admit to your mistakes, or you too proud to?
Maybe you even too blind to recognize your mistakes… who knows right?
Only you know…right?
Have you thought about saying sorry when you wronged someone?
Are we brothers like we claim we are?
Why do you never acknowledge the youth?
History tells me they more effective than you are…yet it looks like you don’t agree?
Why do you always make promises you can’t keep?
Why every time you blander you give us this crap about culture?
Wrong is wrong and right is right… right?
You agree but yet you never live up to it… why?
We both from the same struggle but somehow I’m nothing to you… why?
I know the answer… you’ve upgraded to a different standard… right?
Why blame you?
You’ve worked hard for what you have and I’m just lazy… right?
Who are you, because you don’t seem to have an identity anymore?
Better yet… who am I?
Why I ask all these silly questions… I hear you ask?
Well… I’m just curious and sometimes I let my curiosity get the best of me and maybe you should too.
I’m just asking Mr. Black man in Africa!