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Title: Tyehimba Post by: Bantu_Kelani on November 14, 2003, 03:36:37 AM Sitting in his temple listening
To his soft voice of honesty His crystal black eyes of reality I step to his golden arms He reveals is ebony blackness The power of his great arms The place of many answers I stand in his darkness And pain I hear his heart beat Challenging my abilities and desires To survive He is reality His essence embraces me And guide me to the purple fountain of energy That inspires me to stand strong Like a great Queen Through history His is Black God of mine in a position of Equal to mine With forceful eyes Slowly we begin to kiss and lick away our tears Black God of mine Kissing away the tears form my golden brown eyes The snake of Illusion He bring about the full potential in me Respect Understanding Passion And Pleasure To remain. Bantu-Kelani. |