Bahamian People Poem
...surviving the age of slavery's cord
Blacks and whites peacefully fuse at one
...in the mist of the racism gun
...descendants of slaves and masters in concord
...to our creator - we sing aloud
...dwelling in oneness in our ethnic robes
...turning back will never be
...delightfully rejoice - for we are blessed!
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Dennis Arthur Dames
