Sunday 16 December 2012

The BVC Anthem



We are the very
 Liquid sensuality
 That oozes ad seduces
 Society to our sacred dynasty
 We rise as the dust
 From the stomped african slaves
 We were their chains
 As rubies that rest
 Upon our breasts
 We are strong african women
 With skin glazened in ebony

 We partake in monologues
 Articulating our pain
 I soliloqies sharper
 Than the rough diamonds of
 Sierra Leone
 Our smiles make the rain shy away
 The  clouds blush pink as the
 Skies of sierra Leonne

 We inherit the beauty of our mother
 The strength of the resilient black woman
 We are a secret sorority of royalty in our blood
 We are mother Nature's heartbeat
 Beating tattoos of presence and possibilities through our feet
 Nubiens we rise
 Our blackness never disguised
 And the treasured pearl between our thighs
 Is a gem
 Forever prized
 Stand up black woman
 You have arrived

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