Triumphant Leaders Part 1
Congo man from Jamaica, deviant slave
Rudeboy, fall out of an Atlantic disaster
Imminent giver fruting the amber wave
Sometimes I see you at the Boston harbor
Pining at the shipless sea, it's an African agony.
Ultimately history tells your whipless role
Sweet like jazz and trumpet's symphony.
America heard the first shot echoed, the bold
Thundering around the world. It was a nervous act.
Truly defensive, based on a brutal fact
Unjust conditions would not bring you back
Calmly to plantations you bought your freedom from
Kings should kill for greater than a sip of rum
So fire your shot, follow old Bookman brave in the track.
Bookman too, with Accompong Maroon blood
Over the British slavemasters wield his wrath
Odious to them was shipped across the flood
Kingly to Guyana to carve black freedom's path.
Mentor of Touissant when shipped again
Away from his revolution to cut Haiti's cane
Native, Afro-Jamaican, he changed world history.
Cudjoe missed you bookman when you were gone
Unto him my grandfather great swam back again
Diving overboard, hands carving in water of dawn
Jubilee on a machete through the Cockpit terrain
O Cudjoe, the bushes still whisper sweetly your name
Eternal freedom giver from whom Crispus came
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
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