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A BOY AND A BIG DREAM

He crossed the seas with dreams in his hands a boy from home trying to understand how to grow, how to belong, how to be right when everything feels wrong. On the streets of Germany he welcomed every stare Every words whispered is a scare "Schau dir den ‚Neger‘ an, wie arm und wild er sein kann." In classrooms, he knew his stuff books, lessons and long nights of tough. But sometimes, all they saw was skin and never paused to look within. Still, Osman kept his eyes on the goal not just the surface but for his soul. Because he knows knowledge isn’t black or white it’s what frees one in the darkest night. Now he speaks not just for him but for all the racial fights within for those who held their heads up high even when the world passed them by.

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