Soul Sister

We found pearls, She asked where are the diamonds Not knowing to me she's the finest diamond of them all The gold, the old story folks told, That ends their like nobodies cares We are created from myths Every one knows there journey The struggle, the freedom But nobody knows the start, we follow invisible lines We go around and round It's been forever and nothing has changed We see, we saw, we still remember The beginning, lost in each others memories The eye catches and captured the feeling From thousands of years ago Its past through gens The story of legends that lived The path of awakened folks Now, how we lost our sight The memory of one light Its captured in our minds Its reflected in our hearts Our grandfathers and our grandmothers what they saw, its part of our raw memory Where's the gold she asked Not knowing she is the gold That untold story, the past That journey which our forefathers Had passed, she is beautiful as she is, She reflects history and that what makes her never lose her beauty, each story reminds me of my people's glory She is the anthem of many She is untold, but not unheard of She is a rare piece of my memory.