Contrary to "links" belief my name isn't Kwabla.
O Land, My Land
Accross the Barin Straight
they claim we came
O land, our land
how did we arrive
at such a rude awakening
With our cousins below
we made up the ten million
singled out fortune
O land, our land
that was the turn of the 16th century
now we are 30 in a hundred
and this is how it happened
Accross the Baring Straight
they claim we came
O land, a land
we hoped to find
did and lived in it
The first, through seventeenth century
we created a circle of life on this land
hunting, creating, feeding, praising, liking
O land, this land
attracted some cruel and unusual punishment
wars of thunder continued
spreading the blanket with disease on it
Inhabitants of today listen close
before this lament ends
O land, our land
swallowed the tears of a thousand and more
from the south to the west
Some of (Cherokee)us were gypsied
at the tyranical fear of generals
like Jackson who starved us in a trail of tears
O land, our land
a nation that encompased the Carolinas, Georgia and Tennessee
with our maize agriculture and organized ceremonies
we reeled to the occasion for the past years of Oklahoma
Never say never
it happened to us, to the South Africans, the Aboriginees
O land, our land
its been soul-fufiling to know
you never stopped yearning for our survival
Life is Good
Life is too short to live
in pain live
as animals live
life
A speck of paint we are
On an artists fingertips
Soon to be washed off
Never realizing time is the
Single less trusted reason
To live
in peace live
in love live
interested in
life
Leads to stength of mind
The mili-second growth though out
The year
Shows us how
life can be good
.
Hey! Im Kesiwaa, If you're cool enough to read all those words, YOU ROCK. Its a pleasure knowing that you're in the world-ww-:). |
