Back in history Back in history I have formed a world for them, A world out of battle and broken walls, Out of slavery mockery words. But lately, my shoulders is falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries, Did you want to see me broken? Did you want to watch me till they write me down in history? They shoot me with words, Inflicted the air with their noise, Why are you beset with gloom? Why is your countenance filled with evils? Does my wealth offend you, Or does it surprised you that I'v rivers of oil in my living room? Does it comes as a surprise, That I dance like I have pot of gold in my backyard? Out of the hut of history Shame arise, The wall that girded the laws had been broken. Yet, I rise!! I will live behind the night of terrors and face my fear, I will work into a daybreak that wonderously clear, Keeping the gift that my ancestors gave. Holding to Patriotsm. Arise o' compatriots and yield to the call of Him. I'm the dream and hope of the slave, Th
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