Visions ever-present, My constant companion are the memories
Darkened nights with stars aglow sparkled over a blackened sea
Vessels crashing the waves , ebony bodies cramped to the hull
Cries are heard throughout this journey, piecing through ones skull
From ebony eyes flow tears, minds fearful of the unknown
Ebony people spirits die as they move further away from home
Drums beating far in the distance no longer can be heard
Ebony mothers frightened and frantic for still there comes no word
Ebony fathers are angered the disappearances on the incline
Ebony people have encountered a cold fear for the first time
Ebony witch doctors conjure up up a blend of spiritual potions and voodoo
But still the white men come, yes wickedness walks in shoes
Ebony land so far away, We are longing for in our hearts
Ebony people locked in chains, one day we shall part
Far away on a distant land are we, tattered with beaten pride
Exhibited and sold to strangers no place to run and no place to hide
Visions ever-present, my constant companions the memories
Darkened nights with stars aglow, sparkled over a blackened sea
Freedom is the cry lamenting form our souls all withered like fallen leaves
Still we stand strong and we stand proud, we are from the land of Ebony.....
God bless Martin, Malcolm, Frederick, Harriet, DuBois, Garvey, Jane, Nat, Huey, Stokely, Angela and the many others who have committed themselves and lives to the cause of freedom for Africans from the land of Ebony.....
Written by; Al DeVeaux Jr. 1984
Darkened nights with stars aglow sparkled over a blackened sea
Vessels crashing the waves , ebony bodies cramped to the hull
Cries are heard throughout this journey, piecing through ones skull
From ebony eyes flow tears, minds fearful of the unknown
Ebony people spirits die as they move further away from home
Drums beating far in the distance no longer can be heard
Ebony mothers frightened and frantic for still there comes no word
Ebony fathers are angered the disappearances on the incline
Ebony people have encountered a cold fear for the first time
Ebony witch doctors conjure up up a blend of spiritual potions and voodoo
But still the white men come, yes wickedness walks in shoes
Ebony land so far away, We are longing for in our hearts
Ebony people locked in chains, one day we shall part
Far away on a distant land are we, tattered with beaten pride
Exhibited and sold to strangers no place to run and no place to hide
Visions ever-present, my constant companions the memories
Darkened nights with stars aglow, sparkled over a blackened sea
Freedom is the cry lamenting form our souls all withered like fallen leaves
Still we stand strong and we stand proud, we are from the land of Ebony.....
God bless Martin, Malcolm, Frederick, Harriet, DuBois, Garvey, Jane, Nat, Huey, Stokely, Angela and the many others who have committed themselves and lives to the cause of freedom for Africans from the land of Ebony.....
Written by; Al DeVeaux Jr. 1984
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