YES SIR!

<insert battle cry here>

I feel like I am a member of the calvary, somewhere in the back, listening to you speak before a crowd of millions.

Not armed with swords, armed with pen, brains and creative grit. Armed with truth, shielded by righteousness. Ready for what’s to come.

Will I stand up? My friend, I am standing. Will I yield the floor? My friend, the floor is yours.

I love that you know that you matter. I want everyone to know that as solidly as you do.

I am sorry for the fear you’ve had to endure. I am sorry for the abuse you’ve had to witness and the abuse that has been visited upon you.

I am glad you are you. I am so glad to be a witness to your type of light, your type of intelligence, strength and valor.

No man can take that from you, try as they might.

I learn so much from reading your words. I am so grateful to you.

-Cyborg