History repeats

Born hated, but unwaivered the man was strength.
Notameohmésêhese father and Congolese mother.
Born 1927, he fought his way in this world.
Unchanged he fought on his way out.
My father was a very proud man.
Military hated him, only a cook negros can't see.
My father pushed through the ignorance.
Made his career where he wasn't even excepted in a country that refused to except him.
Very proud of his accomplishments.
He instilled in me not to allow others to decide who I am.
When I was in prison, only tear I ever seen him cry
History repeats itself son I can't explain why.
Enlist or remain confined option I was given.
Didn't seem much different in hind sight.
Still not my life I was living.
Now I sit holding my beautiful sons.
Torn between I love yall. And sorry for what's to come.
What a world we live in.
Always reason to hate.
World may never change have we all sealed our fate.