Still Here

I dare time to dull my shine, still fighting
Whenever the wind blows, still standing
With life's obstacles, I'm still breathing
Each day a step forward, still craving
A fearless creative mind, Mom is praying
On top of the world, keep on dreaming
Guided by a guitar's note, still reaching
For a nickel in the hand, still learning
From my unorganized ways, still costing
To be young, black, gifted and free
I am still here, counting my blessings

-- Louis Mercier