Negro Aroused
Do you see the colour of my skin?
And the fire that burns in my eyes?
Yes! By now you must realize,
I am a strong, black man!
Yes! I am a Jamaican.
The rich black blood that runs through my veins,
Has lit a fire into the pit of my stomach,
And I feel the urge to dance, to laugh and to sing a sweet reggae tune.
In honour of my ancestors who struggled for a place to call their own.
Freedom came with sweat and tears
And with pride and heads held high
The journey will continue with my son, my daughter and many more to come.
I will knock on doors that will open wide!
I will seek and find my place.
I am a strong black man!
Yes! I am a Jamaican, no longer a slave!
And with nothing to lose I will gain a place among the strong and the brave
And our journey, my journey will take me where no one knows,
For I am me! A ***** Aroused!
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