I’d vow to thee, to sit down and learn as most I can

Even though the learning that I do

Equates to y = mx + b. Why, equals, am I mixing 2 letters plus b to make

A list of consecutive letters

To that I vow to thee, to live a life of longevity

Even though the longevity of my race and gender

Gets shorter and shorter as the days go

on

Every second, I’m the youngest to ever be.

I vow to thee, my people inside the system

to break the automatic oppression

the souls of jazz may suffer from.

like a d-line to o-line,

I’ll get my men out the trenches

I vow thee, my world to make it a better place

Idealistically to make it entire, whole, and perfect

To reform the policies that lead to anguish

To lead the world to ascent

And to that I vow to thee, myself

To never fault, for the sins of the self

Even though the sins of others are

the fault of the self.