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The faith that they gave us
Groomed and maintained us
Tortured and maimed us
Made us who we are
Built the bond that ties us
Connects and binds us
Became just and thus love
We’ve felt from afar
No matter the continent
Accident or intent
The motherland’s within it
Our blood bears those scars
That faith was there before that book
That belief was lept before that look
And chickens roosting have them shook
We only pray heads to the stars
That family we feel all oppressors have feared
We have taken the worst and have endeared
Those blessing raised our faith has reared
Our praise for our dear departed
The faith I return to believe again
The land of my people where life began
Devout I am the son of man
In Africa where we all started
