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HOW WE BE LIVING BY GRACE OF THE ELDERS
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De poppa De momma Watch de light in poppa eyesHim smile as watch
Momma move de sound
Of she ways just sameLike him momma
De children cry
Her be much gentle as
Touch as soft as de cotton
As would be moments
Smooth as de clam breeze
Sound of she voice bring
Comfort to inner hurtIn de world be cruel
Momma love de silk of all
Our hope for de morrow
De brother love help
To maintain peace of mind
During time not good
Holding on to hands
Strong and firm in direction
Papa and de Momma
Always in de love with each one
De truth be told de mighty love
That ruled our home de light
Still burn in de children heart
De golden ways of them two
Children of them had little trouble
Or none had at all
Made do with what had on hand
Poppa and Momma
Gullah’s way
Sometime after they gone we hear
Song of old in our heart strong
And live de old ways of that
Strong soul called poppa
Sweet soul call momma that surrounds
Us de children of life holding on
De people moving on
To dreams of morning sunrise
De evening rest de call to forever
Give accepted moving on toward
Light of light de job done on time
De children walk and stand tallIn
our place space continue in seeds
Yet to be born of next sunrise
March 22, 2007 Brother DeBuff
Tags: DE POPPA DE MOMMA
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