My Star Gate

  Black Queen your eyes reflect  our collective history
    our past  to me is no longer a mystery
    
    i am transported ten thousand years
    faster than newborn can shed tears
    
    back when we were Kemetic
    and the pace of lives was so not frenetic
    
    we were a people of regal and noble bearing
    and our hearts were filled with caring

    a race tan, strong and proud
    without a veil of self-hate worn like a shroud
    
    our great (x 200)  grandparents built the great pyramid
    it is a shame how far we have backslid
    
    it is time for in us the sleeping giant to awake
    and put an end to this genocide for heaven sake
    
    we must remember our past glory
    the old must teach the young our true story