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Leon Pryce Poem
I bet you remember
The birth and death
Of Jesus Christ
But tell me
Do you remember how
They crucified Rastafari
I bet you remember
The holidays and holy days
Of the pagan fiesta
But tell me
Do you remember how they
Tried to eradicate Rasta
I bet you remember
The months and days of the
Roman calendar
But tell me, do you remember
The year in which they
Were slaughtering Rasta
We’ve had many rulers:
governments and prime ministers
But do you know who
Was fighting against the existence
Of the Rastafarian followers
Your past is your history
What you don`t know is mystery
But whether baldhead or Rasta
We are all part of a larger family
The love of Jah has no division
He offers salvation to each
And everyone
But why is it that we fail
To accept each other
Tell me, what do you remember?
Do not let ignorance and shame
Hang over your shoulders
It is time to learn about the life
Of our elders
Walk with us through
The traditions
Of our forefathers
And teach us the truth about
Our culture
So that we may be able
To tell others
What we remember
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Leon Pryce Poem
Let`s go black in time
Come with me black to history
Black to the mother land
Where we rightfully belong
Black in time before the Europeans
Tried to whitewash our
Skins and minds
Black to the kingdom and ancestry
Black, way black before slavery
Black am I
Not just the color of my skin
The pupil of my eyes or the hair on my head
But black at heart, black in my thinking
And black in my thoughts
Black in time
Black my story, every sentence, every line
Black every rhythm and every rhyme
Black the days on their slave ships
Heading across the ocean lines
Black the shackles and the chains
Black the whips that cut our veins
Black the blood that stained the lands
Black the heart of every whiteman
Black the husbands and the wives
Black the circumstances which changed
our lives
Black the mother and the father
Black the separation from each other
Black, black, black, black
Black the struggles and the fights
Black the system which took away
our rights
Black the midnights we tried to make
our run
Black the rope on the tree that hung the ones
Who wished to be free
Black, black, black, black
Let`s go black and turn the world around
Let`s take black our civilization
Every continent and every nation
Let`s take black the white man`s dominion
Let`s take black our rightful rulership
No more subjection under
The whiteman`s dictatorship
Let`s black out the pages
of the white man`s days
And attribute the praises
to the black liberal race
Black my eyes and the things they see
Black the visions of those who preceded me
Black Marcus, Selassie and Mandela
Black Obama and the Christ
Black the life I live because of their sacrifice
Copyright © Leon Pryce | Year Posted 2013
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