In life, what you take is learning.
And what is left is the strong seed of the legacy.
That is, it is no use learning
and do not want to pass on the knowledge to the colleague.
So we have to learn and pass on.
“In life, what you take is learning.
And what is left is the strong seed of the legacy.
To be someone to many, it is not enough to tell the truth.
Fruits of my color, which I have already harvested, brings me happiness.
In the city, on the margins of society,
I am shadow in the star that shone in opacity.
But for those who want to be right one day too,
put a lion in the jungle every day and say amen.
Do not know.
Where was the shame in the face of the contractor,
who chose straight hair, rejected my turbans?
I was entitled to cheap labor.
I did not dance thanks to the teaching of Afrika Bambaataa.
Without compass rose or compass, I found my north.
Ancestry guided me to trails of the fort.
Slave ships, groans, torments, I hear.
And that’s gone with time!
The lash was only replaced by a clipboard.
And these fetters, the pen does not break.
But I did not. Be weak flesh or think.
I got up from anonymity so I could claim.
(Applause) (Live)
I countered the statistics, in fact.
Woman of pride, fine, diva, who does not fall from the heel.
I’m on stage.
I am a teacher thanks to the herald, who has always been my foundation,
carrying the bale.
From Brandina to Luisa Mahin, the war does not stop.
Another warrior in the trench:
Black Rare. “
African greetings.
(Applause) (Live)
Gratitude.
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