I am a black woman/ the music of my song/ some sweet arpeggio of tears/ is written in a minor key/ and I/ can be heard humming in the night/ Can be heard/ humming/ in the night |
I try for a poetic language that says, "This is who we are, where we have been, where we are. This is where we must go. And this is what we must do." |
I'm/ gonna spread out/ over America/ intrude/ my proud blackness/ all/ over the place. |
If we have the Word let us/ say it/ If we have the Word let us/ be it/ If we have the Word let us/ DO. |
To identify the enemy is to free the mind. |