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AFRICA
Alkebu-ian was the original name,African is our new identity.
It enjoyed peace and now we can not even have a biblical kiss.
The richest place,with the poorest race.
The world's wealth bank and we still own the world bank
Demagogues in synagogues:amassing wealth in the name of politricks
Africa is my home and i have got no hope
For unity and peace
We have to set the pace as a priority.
SLAVERY
Slavery chains have been removed from the legs and now it is in our brains.
We drain in their gutters now
African independence is physically,but economically,spiritually and mentally we are in their grips
They have stopped shipment of slaves and force conquering of slaves,here is American lotto
This is more or less shipment of people.They are picking thousands of African per hour.
The black color is in a goad for their rich promises goad us to work in drains
unlock the chains now.
POLITRICKERS
Avarice politrickers all over,from the seashore to the desert .
They fight for power and know not the hour
Politrickers policies aim at the poor,physical suffocation,spiritual protection by his majesty.
Making life road of Africa full of potholes.
Like the might sword,they will be slain in no time.
The bat shall fly in the morning when it sees light
Manufacturers of poverty,panic,pain,murder and party rumpus-but they shall expire tomorrow when we get hold of the candle light to clear our lines.
For this world in its present form is passing away.
They tell us to make a line and stand alone not to come together and clear the way.
They surge with their stomach,driving not with their brains
BOB NESTA MARLEY
1945,6,February.He emerge.
He was dread
He propounded the song and shot like a pulled trigger.
He was best among the rest,took the song to the west.
Godfather of the song
He was a philosopher who talked about the sufferer
He never forgot his tradition nor history and kept to his destiny.
A prophet for the race,advocated for love,peace and justice.
He was called by this maker after his excellent marks on may 11,1981.
Bob Marley is not his name,he does not even know his name yet.
MY BEGGING KNEES
My heart now knees before you.
Great is my boldness of speech towards you,great is my glorying of you.
I am filled with comfort,i am exceeding joyful in all our tribulation.
For thought,i made you sorry with a letter.I do not repent,though i did repent;for i perceive that the same epistle had made you sorry,thought it were but for a season.
Our walk on the ocean,the ruby on the elephant's back.We felt tickled inside.
Alas,thunderous warning made me despair.I felt like my jewel had fallen in the ocean.
Don't i deserve a bout for my grit.The lean period is over,let us harvest in this green season.
Let us rekindle that cohesion,help heal my heart.
I am on my begging knees.
BLACK BLOOD(ideology)
The table is turn.The lion has roared.
Martins dream has now been fulfilled.
Black has stepped foot into the "Air force one"
Black has entered the white cage.
Emancipation of freedom from white rule
White power,black heart;is now all over
Gap between write and black is now closed.
The world superpower is now in the hands of the black child.
Do not barrack when Obama speaks,he has the world at heart
Not hatred for anyone
The agility of black blood will lead,the world is now a new leaf
Barack Obama,surge forward for the world
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