SAARTJIE BAARTMAN Lyrics

SAARTJIE BARTMAN

Freedom I don't know when I'll be coming home

Freedom All I know right now I'm moving on

Freedom I got a chance to be/ a star overseas

Freedom and I hope you forgive me

Freedom yeah I hope you forgive me

Freedom I don't know when I'll be coming home

Freedom all I know by tonight I be gone

Freedom I've got a chance to be a star overseas

Freedom and I hope you forgive me

Freedom please forgive me

He told you he would treat you like a queen if

You come across seas and do whatever he say

Your father agreed and you left from the shores of Africa that same day

I felt like I was losing my home but your mama said

It was going to be okay baba knows better he'll keep us together

Freedom I don't know when I'll be coming home

Freedom All I know right now I'm moving on

Freedom I got a chance to be/ a star overseas

Freedom and I hope you forgive me

Freedom yeah I hope you forgive me

Dear sarah this era is unclear huh with sick men who give way to old sin

Rape hate wait murder saling humans to human I'm assuming the great gods in the sky

Will intervene but I have not scene them do a thing the missionaries tell us of the god

They carry how if we call on his name the devil must fall but I've been crying and

I've been screaming and so far all I see is demons using black bodies as they please

There is no peace at least not for the one on display okay maybe for the ones decease

I see I should be happy when we hang from trees when they tear my back with whips

That's my bless ness but I suffered and it is written their word I'm beginning to think

Its absurd I thought I was caught sold and bought to places but I escaped his clutches

I hope you make it back to where you belong you been gone for so long but you was

Always strong I'm still trying to figure what they mean by nigga and what I did so wrong

Freedom

Dear Sarah yesterday I lay in the Mississippi barely breathing listening to the dogs as

They passed me I murdered a man who attacked me he tried to make me go back see funny

Thing besides his clothing he looked just like me despite that I put that knife in his back

I want my life to be back my daddy my brother his son and his wife back

This world is offtrack

Freedom

Dear Sarah Where was g. o. d. and their humanity to save you from being a slave and a life

Of misery where were the preachers to be the teachers of the people to mold kindness in

Their reality knowledgeable they were supposed to be I.E. the civilized the chosen rise

Above the sun a higher Archy I s double e all of their fallacies I.C. eventually the nonsense

Becomes common sense but that's not change that's the same old thang another commonality

A truth you will deny I know the reason why the caged bird sings it's telling you it's secret

Before it dies you need to adjust your position spitting that juxtaposition this is another mention

Of your mission while missionaries spread their gospel vicariously to every v.i. double L. a.g.e

They tell in allegories stories to teach views that are foreign to you and doctrines that benefits

Them spiritually mentally physically and monetarily they take and stake claims to whatever they

Can change and what they cannot change they aim cock and shoot them thangs rape and maim

But quick to blame look how they put that lie in a gold frame crystal clear glasses this is no game

The minority control the masses they don't know shame this life is arcane aren't thangs insane

Freedom

Who do I complain to place the blame to

none of this here new so who is shameful god or you

Freedom