In Honor of our Ancestors this is the time for peace...

In peace we grow like flowers in fertile soil
released  from  struggle and toil
reaching for what we cannot see in the darkness
shield by the illumination of strength and kindness
submerged in knowledge and awarness
listening to our souls confess
In peace we know there is  power
should we shiver or faint in the darkest hour
Peace surrounds us with a delicate shower
for we are the children of the diaspora
Standing proud for Mother Africa
In peace we find love, joy, and fulfillment
For in such peace there is no resentment
In such peace we melt in contentment
In peace we grow like flowers in fertile soil
and there is only peacefulness to unfold
The understanding of one family
that unified for the global community
In peace there is no anger only the
peace that states we were never strangers
We are the children of the diaspora
and peace surrounds us with a delicate shower.