Returning From The Haze
Have you ever been away from home, feeling you left the worse situation for the best? This piece is centered around a black brother who leaves the shores of Africa to go till snow. At the melting of snow he’s drowned and finally brought back to start from the scratch elsewhere. This composition is the hope for those who do not believe in the possibility of making it in their homeland and as well a remedy for the repatriated.
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I
You going too fast to nowhere a destination
our land has not yet turned ashes
halt boy, stamp your dusty feet
& trace the very footprints
I await at the strand of the Nile
come, let’s go plough our marshy terrain.
home, our own
home, our pride
home, our sanctuary
our night & light
II
Oh here! the prodigal voyagers
recessing from the mist
& sweet joy in my heart for them
my pride lightens fury flames
the sojourners have known is time to build up
oh yeah, these heads have known home.
home, our own
home, our pride
home, our sanctuary
our night & light
III
I’ve known you brother
long before you made footprints
we used to sing reggae and jazz
talk about rainbow and stars
& everything beautiful for the motherland
progress is, but a profound and consistent cataract
& will have no boundary if these hands
knows when and how to withstand adversities.
home, our own
home, our pride
home, our sanctuary
our night & light
IV
Come you
let’s embrace allotted dominions
laboring to the extreme our might allows
as though we’re slaves for the land
None knows when and how
the moon shall sink into the sea
but can tell the fate of my people
if these hands will forever hold.
© Awuah-Mainoo Gabriel 2020
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