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« 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
And Pleasure
To remain.


We should first show solidarity with each other. We are Africans. We are black. Our first priority is ourselves.
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