I am called black, he’s called white
We tackled each other glorious, long and lusty nights
She has half her genes from me, from him the rest,
Golden children show us at our best
Some bits from the new worlds
Some bits from the old
All those bits of children I name then gold
Gold because they’re precious
Proving colour as division to be untrue
They will be our golden future
If we let them show us what to do.In my
early political history
I learnt that making golden children was birthing your own enemy
“They don’t belong to either side
“Always between and be’twix
“But, always more acceptable the lighter the mix
“They won’t work for justice
“They just wanna carve their space
“They won’t support the struggle
“Cos they’re always out of place
“When I had my daughter, sister comrades told me to my
face
“You screwed and birthed your enemy.” They called me a disgrace
“Where your fore mothers were dragged, beaten, abused and raped
“You gladly jumped right into, with your legs agape.”
Should I be ashamed? Am I a disgrace to my skin.
I always thought what mattered, was what I have within.
I will not cringe or be ashamed to walk tall, holding up my face
“Cos the one thing I know for a fact There’s only ONE human race.
One massive conglomeration with multi million sparks
Moving, flitting, chasing, splitting, feeling in the dark
But, the dark is our own creation, the light we cannot see
Is the interconnectedness of every living entity
The pink, the gold, the brown, the black, the yellow and the
red
One big tapestry unique, essential, precious, every living thread
The black, the red, the pink, the gold, the brown and the yellow
Lets just get together, share the joy, chill out and all be mellow
The gold, the red, the pink, the yellow, the brown, the
black
Can we forgive and learn to live and never fear attack?
The yellow, the red, the black, the pink, the gold, and the brown
We could all live in harmony if we just stop pissing around.
All the worlds religions as far as I can see
Preach love, forgiveness, respect for life and the need for unity
So why disrespect each other? Under words its all the same
Fighting war and killing is just sick, it’s not a game.
This attack in New York was wrong and tragic
But, it was not an attack on democracy
The World Trade Centre was a symbol of Western capitalist ideology
There’s more than enough on this planet for all to share in peace
If some were not so greedy the injustices could cease
Wealth won’t make you healthy
Things don’t really give you joy or create gaiety
Use less, give more
Set your spirit free
Share more, take less
Allow the good to supply the rest
Trust more, hate less -
You will always find the best
Judge less, forgive more -
Affluence will come to you its natural law
Hate less, love more
Love is the key to open every single door
Fear less, love more
We don’t need another war
Fear less, love more
We don’t need a bloody war
Fear less, love more
We don’t want another war
Be fearless and love more
Don’t accept another war.
copyright Lennie St. Luce 28/09/01
Voor de Vredesmanifestatie Dam A’dam 30.09.01 |
