To Keeping On…Keeping On
(For Kwame Nyerere Bongodia Lowe)
Old uncle time has called me
to the task; procrastination
has had its run.
Now is the time
and the time is now;
I must keep on the path
to the task ahead.
To stop in the middle
of present trials
and tribulations is to defeat
self; questioning the promise
by the God of deliverance
from all evil and the soaring
as if on the wings of eagles.
Let Jacob’s strength
be the climbing motivation;
the courage of Job,
the faithful determination.
Once more and again,
let it be realized that the weary
ancestors did more with less;
leaving us less to do with more.
With legacy on our side;
the pillars of faith and hope
in our heart; the hammer of
persistence in one hand and
the nail of determination in
the other, nothing can turn us
around.
Just got to keep on talking;
keep on walking—fighting
until freedom is won.
All praises due to the Most High
for granting another day
perpendicular to the level plane;
continuing the labor of love
to bring closer, the total liberation
of a once enslaved people
who are now rooted and branching
in the midst of this waste hollowing land.
Old uncle time has called me
to the task; procrastination
has had its run.
Now is the time
and the time is now;
I must keep on the path
to the task ahead.
To stop in the middle
of present trials
and tribulations is to defeat
self; questioning the promise
by the God of deliverance
from all evil and the soaring
as if on the wings of eagles.
Let Jacob’s strength
be the climbing motivation;
the courage of Job,
the faithful determination.
Once more and again,
let it be realized that the weary
ancestors did more with less;
leaving us less to do with more.
With legacy on our side;
the pillars of faith and hope
in our heart; the hammer of
persistence in one hand and
the nail of determination in
the other, nothing can turn us
around.
Just got to keep on talking;
keep on walking—fighting
until freedom is won.
All praises due to the Most High
for granting another day
perpendicular to the level plane;
continuing the labor of love
to bring closer, the total liberation
of a once enslaved people
who are now rooted and branching
in the midst of this waste hollowing land.