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Poetry: This Fire Must Burn
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By Ras Tyehimba
April 21, 2003
The wind must blow
The river must flow
The pages of history must turn
The fire must burn
This fire must rage until it reaches of age
Where it mellows into a smoldering coal
Providing sparks through the wisdom of the old
Glowing so softly that fools think that it is out
But the spear of the nation is alive and burning
In the very few or us that are flying
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by Eja
"Have you remembered
yet
or are you still
in forgetfulness
Like when you
misrecognised
your sister
your African sister
When you called her
trade-goods
When you sold her
because you did not
remember
you did not recognise
your sister.
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By Eja
RastafariSpeaks Message Board
In all things
transformation is enhanced
by the light of the Sun
In things that are alive
growth and health
is promoted
by the light of the Sun
In things that are dead
decay
the multiplication
of organisms
that live off dead matter
occurs.
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By Akilah Riley
Truth be told
Many of us sellin our soul
In moments
Dressed up in condiments
To savour the flavour of the disguise
So we could swallow the lies
That we feed ourselves
About ourselves
And so we present ourselves
Wearin masks of themselves
Yeah u heard me "themselves"
Themselves are the selves that u tryin to be
Everytime u say that u find that u too heavy
Is dem self tell yuh that yuh need to be a size three
Or four
Either or
You still a liar
Cus u know that u would prefer to eat that slice of pizza
Or that las piece of macaroni pie
But is dem self have u wrapped up in their lie
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