What did that dark whisper say
I sense something very strange
Those gathering clouds so gray
Bringing a strong storm arrange

I fell helpless torn from freedom
Ripped like the shirt off my back
Struck down like tunes Te Deum
Adrift in this raging Sea of Black

What hope wait fresh and found
Release me and free me of pain
Lift my spirit up from the ground
In my flight to freedom will I gain

Today we hunker down and fight
Not lose our way from all reason
For truth we must reach for light
And let peace become in season