I am his namesake.
And it is up to me…
To ensure my journey,
Reflects what to me this means.
And I owe it to him and my ancestors…
To rise above any obstacles I see.
I am my father’s son.
And proud am I to be!
I will do my best always.
And face those tests with dignity.
What I am given to receive…
I accept with a will to make him,
And those of my ancestors pleased!
I am my father’s son!
And I want this known to everyone!
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