Abeng

listen to the echo of a distant past

summoning a promise that slipped your grasp

lifting a veil on a seventh son

long lost ties returning as one

duals of truth here lies the proof

is there more to we than the eye can see?

after all this time our warring souls

through the thunder and the lightning

we are coming home

through the fighting and the killing

we are coming home

through the running and the hiding

we are coming home

through the screaming and the bleeding

we are coming home

through the drowning and the begging

we are coming home

shadows reappear through a shallow grave

silhouettes of bodies we couldn’t save

impressions imprint marks of recognition

validation of a long held suspicion

now you look pon yourself with a twisted gaze

wearingthe same expression since slavery days

after all this time our warring souls

through the thunder and the lightning

we are coming home

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