Diaspora

Rooted in the ground, bronzed in gold
Shaded with light, supreme pure mold
Truly one with nature, every shade of brown is embedded in your crown
From forefathers to your mother
Gifted is inside, like no other
We, the past, the present, the future
Bruised, beaten no suture
We rise, learn to survive
We are one, forever one
We must move together, soothe together
Respect another, guide another
Make or break the community
We thrive in unity

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