Amadou Jarou Bah (Spoken word )

Balance in any situation to balance what is imbalanced.

am On That Beach were People Are Treated More Equally" I am Taken My Pace On That Beach Were Every Human being Is Equally Guaranteed to be, Without Nor molestation" I am On That Beach space were Nor Youth Is Intimidated In Place" I am On That Beach were Every Race Is Equally Guaranteed" Regardless to their Color Or Race" I am On That Beach Were The citizens Are Superior I am On That Beach were I feel nor Inferior" I am On That Beach Were The People Are More Equally treated And Guaranteed" I am On That Beach were Everyman is free to walk and be. I am On That beach were I am Not treated Like a Slave" I am On That Beach were everything Is Labeled with Freedom And fantasy" I am On That Beach Were Nor Man get Nor offense from Nor Offender" I am On That Beach were Black People Are Treated Equally" I am On That Beach Were White People Are Treated Equally" I am Not On That Beach were The White Race, Are Treated More Superior Than the black race. All we Need Is Love" We nor want nor racial discrimination All we need is to be treated equally Free on that beach" We are the roots" The sea is our good" Blessed to Us By The Lord" Yuh cannot send me away from that beach" of which Is my own land" Set me free in My Beach" I am tired of your interrogation" You are interrupting me in My Own Land With Your Racial Interrogation" Because I am white I don't to be treated differently" I want to be treated Equally not because I am black" I want to be treated equally because I am a human" I am free from that form Of mental slavery" Peace is My Remedy Comfort is my zone" If You sees my Equal rights, Condemn me from my own beach" Treating me In My Own Land" I most speak for my right" I am voice not Echo" You cannot drift me away from that reality" I want to be Free on that beach" Don't get it twisted" I don't want to be free on that beach because I am Black" Nor do I want to be free on that beach because I am White" I want to be free on that beach because I am a Human" ©Amadou Jarou bah --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app

MY LETTER TO AFRICA Africa sweet Africa my home. Africa my sweet home. My black race I will embrace My black race I’ ll not disgrace. Africa the land of the black warriors. I thank you God for having made me black African A black survivor Real African black and proud. Africa rise before they arise. The Roots food and joy of my soul. Africa the land of the great ancestors. The land of the highest mountain. You the land of long flowing river bank (River Nile) Africa the land of black ancestral Savannah’ s. Africa the mother of all continents. The land of Mandingo warrior (Kunta Kinteh). My black race I will embrace. My black face I’ ll disgrace. Africa My Beautiful Africa. You kept this history for your offspring’ s You never dash away the culture to the vulture. Your hands are full of history my Africa. Africa my my Africa YOU watered my heart with the smell of your beautiful forest. You enlightening me with the light of your beauty: Mama Africa you are my home. Africa You are the light that shine your children From the darkness to the light! Africa Is ringing in my head “sweet sweet home” Mama land. (Africa) With the knowledge of your past we will not fail You. Your hands are full of history. Your toils are full of struggle. You are stronger than hate. Your land and history remains with your children. For that! They can never take from your hands. Take me home, Africa sweet home. Africa “sweet sweet home beautiful mama land”. The mother of knowledge history and culture living nature and the adventure. The world will ever know you for your history. Cannot be taken away from your children. Your hands are full of history. Every hand that shakes hand with Africa. Has shaken hand with history. Africa my sweet home. Africa sweet Africa my home. My black race I will embrace. My black face I’ ll not disgrace. Africa My Beautiful Africa. You kept this history for your offspring’ s. You never dash away the culture to the vulture. Your hands are full of history my Africa. Africa my sweet home. Africa sweet Africa my home. My black race I will embrace. My black face I’ ll not disgrace. My Letter to Africa. Written by: Amadou Jarou Bah Instagram Official page: @stickystrong_man_bah wwww.Facebook.com/amadoujaroubahpoetry --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app