KENTE CLOTH STORY

What of this day we say we like? Can any of we be sure to say we Tried to find the Nile In the Kente cloth style? Regard this Further on the trail to the trial. We BE bright. WE BE right. On this earth called Africa. Will we like how much the royal Fabric frayed sacred to the Graves? This Kente cloth we made. Now We be like African days! You trying To say we sighed? No. We forgave. We survived to know the TRUTH. The beauty of life we lived rushing Against the odds that hardly ever Favored US. And then this now we Wade through subtle tides of the River this Nile so true. We be like Trying to divide the time from Pain of strain? Flinch and define The sense in my mind. I am Inclined to decide I am right. With That then why not strip this STRIFE IN LIFE and be like it's fine. Despite This mile I can not deny the melody Of the music in my mind, so we all Make a way and find our own Kente cloth style. A promise at the Bay in the stray of the day. We need This fluidity of immortality. This is Divine and they be like aahaa! The Kente Cloth comfort comes! It IS that time! And all this while I wandered a mile from the Nile. Now I realized with real eyes I was Thirsty thus, trust this that we seek To WRITE the WRONGS we have Been seared with. So we be like I AM STRONG then sing that song!! Sun STRONG! EARTH SPRUNG! Birth flung! HOME RUN! WE BELONG! Glory of this story KENTE CLOTH BE BORN!