Woke up this morning with freedom
on my mind.
I’m perpendicular to the blessed ground,
well and alive—
It’s Juneteenth and it’s break-out celebration
time—
It’s going to be a beautiful day God has allowed
me to survive.
Everywhere I’ve been, I’ve always celebrated
Juneteenth day—
From the Gulf of Mexico to the Pacific, to the
Caribbean, I would go;
From Freeport to Houston, to LA, to the shores
of Montego Bay;
Then down there on the Virginia shores of a beach
Blacks call Buckroe.
We’re all celebrating what the ancestors long ago won
for you and me—
And today, we sing and give God the praises for blessed
GrandMa, Opal Lee!
And though down in that part of Texas, there may not be
a roaring surf,
You can imagine the magnitude of the celebration going on
down in Ft. Worth!
I got the grill out and the meat is now smoking with the smell
of sage bar-b-que
And I’m selecting the music as I stand here sipping on an ice cold
Corona brew;
Got some New Orleans-Texas style Gumbo with fresh seafood just
off the boat;
Even got some authentic jerked chicken and homemade seasoned
curry goat!
Hey, look around and you will see, people of coal color, cream,
and snow-color:- celebrating!
Look around and know that the change that was coming is now
even more liberating!
Oh! just imagine the joy! People partying everywhere in such a
jubilant celebration way!
Due to the undying efforts of Grandmother Opal Lee—Juneteenth!
a national holiday!
©millardlowe2021