Forever tied to my African.
The first man and woman.
Once you are Black you are Black…melanin poisoning…a white man can be traced back to black…but a black man is always black.
I’m forever tied to my African.
My hips remember the moves…my soul still recognizes it’s cues. If only we can remember the path of our ancestors…the places we’ve been…the things we’ve seen, how important it is to acknowledge that we are kings and queens. Regain our pride with the memories of our motherland inside…allowing our ancestors to be our guide.
Forever tied to the African…stop being a part of this confusion…contusion…illusion. Remember our customs of love, respect and the eternal union.
Forever an African