Black Poetry : Ancient Tribe from Africa

$$RICH$$

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Here sit a tribe
inside a village
they was the one's
who came before
opening the doors
to slavery & more
deep in thy history
of what was instored
escape the persecution
slavery
being set free
making the long voyage
from the stolen landz
across the tango sandz
a vast untamed sea
upon a land called da free
set sail on some strange
twist a foreign shore to
plant an seed inside a
land of American
to watch it grow a future
generations descendant
from the ancient tribe
living deep inside this heavy
depressional oppressed land
exploited wildness struggle
awakening nightly from the
hollow mysterious universe
howls of whispers in tears
cries of souls for millions of
fear years
who are you, what of thy life
some tribe inside the mockery
of light past the drifting glar
knowledge lost from the moon
and sun from the freedom of man

Old and wise satyr grand creator
give us our wisdom of thy hour
give us the time from the
mother showers to bloom again
from these monsters of sin
the pal face massa from england
lost in violence , rape and beaten
cross mate date reckless desires
a country jealousy of debris and past
life long struggle one day will pass
remember the frizzy muddy tramp
from the ancient fire once an our
great landmark shine the light
to end this feast of struggling peps!

so many nights without sleep
so many scares womb so deep
falling tears filled the city streets
coz da ancient tribe still they weep
for the freedom of thy land
of many years held by da white man
worriors battle
sought in war
now my people , tyme we even the
SCORE
stand in the mighty fire of grace
take back the black human race
walk the path set forth the land
so they know we AFRICANZ
from the radiant sun , moon & more
wisdom , knowledge we stor
from thy bondage of unity
a united freedom to sail da shore
head home sweet mother land
upon your body of sand
let us fight the unjustice rep
the lawz and rewrite da calls
teach and tame they child
so we return to the ANCIENT TRIBE
hear thy whispers , hear thy cry
we are black knightz worriors of hope
the inner power ready to spread
together or singlely we be left for dead
hear me Ancient Father
hear my cry , i can't lay down to die :new:

my people time ticking running fast :time:
how many more years will
we let pass before we join
handz to make this fist to
rise up from this ditch of deep
struggle and oppression kiss
and strike da blow we aim & know
tell me people of the land
are you ready to make this stand ?

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2004 $R Nu waves
 
:hearthis: I'M READY! great and inspiring write RICH, this is :welldone: i heard you speaking it in the beginning, but as i continued to read i could hear you yell and proclaim what was lost, and what we must find in ourselves to return............to return..................to.........return........HOME.........
 

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