MALCOLM X would not be compromised

The bastards that monopolize passions and truth seek only to exploit, undetected as Bohemians of the grove. Farrakhan, the blood of your founding is live upon your breastplate. You repented not, and so shall you be remembered! The Angels given charge over thee, to deny your pleas! Thou silver tongued jinn. Hate hath ruled over thine heart through the mouths of thy people! And deception thy arrogance! The pure in heart know thy transgressions. Thy greatness is by thy design and not thy works! Love, is not found in thee to that of a humble truth.

It is better for thee to tie a millstone around thy neck and seek the bottom of the ocean, than to have denied thy brother the right to his keeper. Of witch, thou has bequeathed, both! Malcolm was to truth what murder is to deceivers! How ole brother laid to rest by the hate of his own would be welcomed as our president of today. Had, he lived!