Cant Cry Loud Enough
Our legacies are like the rocks that rest on the ocean floor, and they cry out sometimes, while out of their souls calling upon the name of their strengths. Yes, even rocks take a break and hum spirituals at the bottom of the ocean. Our legends, Harriet Tubman, Sorjourner Truth, Sister Nanny, Rosa Park, are of us. Our legacy continues to move forward and steadfast. Today, as we celebrate another year with hope for, prosperity, love and kindness, our ancestors would be very proud of all our achievements and accomplishments thus far. I pray that we help each other and seek support and praise amongst each other. Remember, our legacy has strength, dignity, independence, rights and freedom. Acknowledgement to sister Luanne Aminah Clark the Author of this poem. Keep supporting each other. Respect! One love to all my fans in the UK big-up, my Irish massive big-up, my German fans big-up, my Edmonton Alberta Canada crew big-up, my American people big-up. My album is in the mixing stage coming soon. You are gonna love this one. Remember you have lots of great things to do with your life so protect yourselves and be safe. A Respect say so.