Monday, 10 March 2008

Le ndaba, Black Concious

Like the night,
Terribly dark,
Intensily beatiful,
This black child,
Child of the soil.

From Senegal to Mozambique
You've been enslaved,
Beaten, chased out.

You a black child, rose above it all
and now T'is your time
To let your stars shine.

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