I am delighted, for the color of my skin.  I ignore those who hold a grudge, from deep within.
I am delighted, of the way I talk.  Even though you don't agree, it's certainly not my fault.  
I am delighted, of the way I move.  You feel you are the only one, who has a walk that cool.
I am delighted, of the way I look.  No need to stare at me, as if I am a crook.
I am delighted, of the peaceful life I live.  I truly love the Lord, he makes my life so real.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing