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My wretched body you may slay;
even chain my mind;
but my spirit is here to stay;
like truth—till the end of time.
I’m a chosen ebony child of the All Mighty.
You have slain my mothers and fathers
of before. But their inherited sable soul spirit
cannot be eradicated.
It has remained free every since the first generation
landed on this shore. Not for nothing
did the Most High speak and I, dark like mud, was created.
The dawning of the new day is here
and no more of my hued ones will you slay.
Vengeance is indeed the Lord’s; he will not be mocked
and you will have to pay
Yet for the bleeding souls of all your children—
for their forgiveness—I will pray.
