God made the world and he made you. You must rule your nation with love and respect. African American, you must builded your bridge across the waters to mother Africa. You are the lost children, who must reach out hand and hand. Africa, oh Africa, who gave birth to us and all mankind. She was force to put her children into salvery. We have now come to a new place call America. As we walked this land call America. We can feel the vibrations of the motherland. With each step we take, we can hear her voice in the wind saying. My children, my children, i have not forsaken you. Mother, is here and i will always be until the end of time.
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