TEARS OF MY ANCESTORS
Have I not felt the pain of you my brother?
Have I not cried the same song?
...Have I not watch my babies
Descended in this holocaust call revivals?
Ain’t know doors to shift the pain,
So now the walls close in;
Seeking for shelter to heal,
Ain’t know walls to shelter the pain;
And somewhere there is dust;
Deep in de’ heart, if I can wipe away;
I give unto thee in my blood;
Ain’t know walls to shelter the pain’
And I lie far and below, hoping
that our walls embrace, to
Bring closure of this pain, my tomb
Is awaiting the spirit, to close
Joining as one, the strength
Shall widen the walls;
And I lye upon the Nile, from de’
Slavery cost, and where it was the
Plantation closed, for we must
Embrace and reached beyond
The ivory cost, and let thy heart
Heal each other close; And there is was the ship went down
Drums of the death song; But yet I swam upon the sea;
And broke the chains upon my feet; And carried my babies
far and above; The seed of my nations, I rise upon my head,
Ain’t know walls to close, I am you and you are me;
The pain that lives within; Ain’t know walls to close.
My fate was to drown; My fate was to cry;
My fate was to die; My bounty life rise ;
Ain’t know walls to close the door.
During the duration of ancestors, through the
mighty pen, the ancestors wrote about the life as a slave,
it is un fortunate that we as a people
Continue to sing the same songs. Through time we continue to accept the negative fertilities; of wanting to be slaves, nevertheless freedom has already been given through God, such a catastrophe we continue to teach our children, that they are less than a people, by feeding them with toxins, that they shall continue to fight for freedom, freedom was
Came with the proclamation of life, pain that continues to flow threw the blood stream, assist to human mental suicide, views of who and what is the black man. Nevertheless, our ancestors felt the crack of the whip, they continue to write the words of freedom and fought that man would no longer, emancipate the theory of them being slaves,
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