The beat of the jembe, a pulse of unity between embodiment and self.
The seeds of Ubuntu, our grandmothers sowed in murmured displays.
The grunt of a Kudu, an imprinted bellow of pride in the herd.
To Witness Uhuru, if conscious of self a prophecy dwells.
The Black Conscious Gurus, a pride in depression neglecting oppression.
The Black Conscious movement the beautiful course depicting progression!
Copyright © charcoal nsibande | Year Posted 2015
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