...and one day we'll find each other again.
Our newfound unity stronger than before.
No more ethnic differences or tribal wars.
No longer will your God's words make us question our own.
We'll find our resolve in centuries of suffering, our strength from ongoing pain
But this time, no guns, nor rum or affirmative action will ruse us away; we learned from their mistakes...
THEE REVOLUTION is near...though it probably will be televised or at least make it on a live feed or two.
I'm sure I'll be resting by then, when the revolution comes, me, Yeshua, Papa Legba, the Ancestors and then some.
So I'll pray for you now, just like you taught; I pray that OUR posterity knows the mercy and kindness that yours did not.
But do not mistake their mercy for weakness. Remember, your oppression was their teacher.
Y'all still remember Saint Domingue...right?
...I'll also pray that one day yours and mine can too be kin. And let us both pray y'all don't fuck this shit up...again.