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