Song Of The Motherland

Shabaka & Anum Lyapo - Pop
Song Of The Motherland
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April 12, 2024.
Lyrics
Take me Like comforting hands Born Black sincere Strong to your face And knowing I am undeniably yours Wipe your tears And knowing I am now your strength soothe your groan Know if you be it Know wrinkle Know sweat Know me I am Black soul Take me Use me like an ointment I shall pour over your wounds The wounds of the flesh and the wounds of the mind The slow healing wounds Of body and terra Dark child Use me I am not magic Not a miracle But I bring determination I focus your consciousness On toward good I motivate your unrelenting struggle I energizе the feeling spirit That the brutalities еndured And while we will not have been in vain Believe in me I am Blackness I am identity Take me With the joy of knowing that I was always there At your side In your heart And show me like a song of defiance from the high hill From the 50th balcony Amplify me to uncountable watchers May Babylon tremble for I shall not be denied Study me I am Black history I am your culture Know me For I am your future I watered the flower of your past I was your song of unity But now that you are bartered (but know that you are far flung), withered And dismembered But you shall bloom again You are not denied For I am still your song of unity I am on your rising Of that powerful look in your eye I am chem I am Kush I am Merole I am Yetowoke I Songhai Ghana Mali I Benin Monomotapa Zimbabwe I Alkebulan I am Africa I am Africa Take me With the knowledge that I am undeniably yours
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