Think for me.
Mama, please think for me, please think for me;
They said youths are not wise, please think for me,
You said we're ign'rant literates, think for me!
Mama, we're the today's morrow think for me.
Mama, can you see the future knocking
gently on my blurry eyes? Have you seen
the slave's King in the heart of your son? Seen
you the pride of legends; a globe in me?
Hmm, Merlin has magic, just think for me!
Mama, do you know Africa raped me?
Yesterday, they killed my two eyes, I mean;
Yesterday, we sang Ichabod's song, me...,
I don't know what morrow holds, think for me!
We were birthed with bloody manhood of sin,
Cleansed with the womanhood of deceit seen.
I don't know the looks of morrow, why me?
I'm a fainting strong wind, just think for me!
"words from the innocent mind"