They say the best way to hide information, is in a book,
For this year’s generation, in a book they won’t look.
I’m a victim of that, I can say with dismay.
For out of ignorance, some untrue words I did say.
I did not know what brought about a part of black history,
Because for years on end I’ve only heard his-story.
The writers of it, were of those who had lived.
To tell their stories however they had wished.
I thought Malcom X was this uncaring man.
Who against the “white folk” he took a stand.
I thought that he had abandoned the idea of integration,
but through reading I found that he discouraged black aberration.
I also thought he knew not of what his religion really was.
And was convinced that he knew nothing of what empowerment does.
But then I was told, by someone older you see.
That things aren’t all always what they seem to be.
It is our job as young adults to find the truth.
So that history does not become his-story to our youth.
Because after reading, there’s a lot that I’d found.
Including the way he helped turn our country around.
Though not all of his tactics and ways were all peaceful.
His best interests were rooted in that of his people.
But just like most people he had to grow.
His ideas changed, his accomplishments did show.
He stood up for what he believed in, fought through all of the strife.
And paid the ultimate toll, with his own life.
I suppose all it took was some time to look,
For all of that information, I read in a book.