“God’s Promise”
Anew
All of hue in the manner of speaking
The dream of our forefathers and martyred leaders
Those who believed in us
Seen enough to breathe in us a new song
For too long have we bought into madness
Labeled “savage” to be dragged in oppressive measures
Sever the ties to what bind hue
I find in hue a new thing to be cherished
The rarest of diamonds
A constant reminder of reflective surfaces
Your worth is light
The might of a Nation restored before the rising Sun
Something to behold with both eyes
I’d cry to witness
Distant shores to pour in an existence of the FREE
Received in kind by long lost relatives
Lifted sands from dances done in high spirits
A rhythmic tune to be carried by the highest winds
Cleansing waters
The purest in supply to satisfy the driest of thirsts
The birth of a new LOVE
Discovered at the grandest of family functions
As abundant as our mother’s heart for us
Thus, a new beginning
Teary eyed
I’d cry to witness hue all in crowns
I’d bow before your highness in humble regard
For hue all will resemble Royalty