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We are bold
we are beautiful
we are strong

We wear the colours of our skins
on the palm of our spirits
from generations through generations
we regenerate
from century through century
we blossom
 from decades through decades
we experience
from years to years
we grow
from months to months
we glow
from weeks to weeks 
we flourish
from day to day 
we live

We are "the Black Rose" 
planted in the Sunlit of the eventide
 that blossom to bring light in the dark
scenting fragrance of love 
and hope for tomorrow
Our skin is tough
Our skin shelters 
in the hard times of life


We are the kind spirit wandering
In heart land of our offsprings
tabled in the mind's words of history
Though some are gone
but those are , are humble
and those yet to come are still patient

We are the "Black Rose"
planted in the Sunlit of the eventide
And can never be melted
by the heat of the sun
Cos' the sun is our  soil
on it we fitted our roots

The sun is our inspiration
when its heats we glow
The Sun is our soil
and from its nutrients we grow

The sun is our firewood
when its burns we blaze

The prayers in our heart 
for those of us still awake
prepares the earth lane 
for those of us on the way

our Pride is our unity
our unity is our bond
our bond is our strength
our strength gives us courage 
for tomorrow

our bones are strong
our bones are rigid
to the tides of life

Our mind is pure
Our mind is sure
Our mind is not broken
Our mind is golden
Our mind is beautiful
fit for the fashions of life

though we were at the market
Yet we are not lost

At the left side of our eye is vision
at the right side of our eye is oneness
and at the center of our eye is love
thank God He sent his love John 3:16

Love for a better than yesterday
love form a blue day
love for greener days

Our seeds are well planted
deep down the root of wisdom 
where no beak can pick them
were no weevil can meat them
Our seeds are well liquid
from the cry of the cloud
Well creamed from the mornings due

Our seeds are gardened 
with the tools of caution
so the morrows can cultivate them.

Black is beautiful
black is bold
black is natural
black is not a colouring
black never fades
We are Africans
Roses planted in the Sunlit of the eventide

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