Fact:
My skin adores Ra,
Some say I´m cursed
But I call it a blessing.
I am not black for black is a color
The sprits within me raise and set on Ra´s command.
Who am I if I’m a reflection of him?
I am Son
Factor:
Ra shines life unto the earth and dominates the skies
He gives consul to the bird that flies on a lonely path.
The falcon was black and prestigious inside the Nubian comfort zone.
Long time since he’d been brought, stolen, raped and
Reduced to savage peasants in the West.
Betrayed and diseased!
Broken Hearted!
Experience is a good teacher
There the last lecture
I am not black for black is a color.