theworldrace.org/
Director; Sean Smith
Poet; Michael Perez
Music; By Dj Touche.. Song; The Black Ghosts: Southern Fried & Tested 2 (Unmixed Version)
Buy Song here itunes.apple.com/us/album/southern-fried-tested-vol-3/id422523177
It's #32

Michael Perez is a talented spoken word artist traveling to 11 countries in 11 months. I met up with him in Africa and shot this in a field in Kenya. It's a spoken word piece he wrote that morning depicting his transition from the mundane into the nations. He wrote it and put it down in one day. Took a few takes but was able to capture it. He is currently still in the nations. 8 months out of the 11 down. You can check him out here michaelperez.theworldrace.org/

Shot on 5D Mark !!
Edited in AE and FCP

Here is the transcription:

my race my race my race
my race, more than the color of my skin and the language I speak
More than a 5 or 10k
More than a run in the park awaiting for the sound of the gun to blast
to activate my stride, my step, my course
Destiny in the making, purpose for the taking
Awakened in a season, rather forsaken a reason for my being, the reason
for my seeing
the reason for my hearing, my speaking, my life, my choice
My longing to dispose of a comfort and a fear that's recycled and reused
me for too long
Too many tears not poured into the right soil, the right soul
Too many years not reaping the ripe harvest, the right mind set in my ways
reevaluating my calling because I couldn't calculate it
Reconsidering convenience because I couldn't handle the leaving of home
The known for the unknown
The digital follow me's that have kept me at ease, appeasing the heart
of me
Keeping the real followers at a distance for the scared of me
Status-quos, fb statuses for real life and unpredictable challenges
so grow and break the rest of me, realizing that all of Him is the only
best of me for them to see
I lost part of me in the process, part of me in the nonsense
part of me to get sense but not change, my life is worth more than
dreams that keep me dreaming and people waiting, keep me waiting
and people dreaming about a love so deep it keeps them gasping for His air
His breath to keep them breathing, His words to keep them believing
Longing for more of Him in the form of me and me longing for more of
Him in the form of them, so I go

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