Josephine DixonBanks (Danbury, Connecticut)

Let the Niagara of my soul flow on
Let the waters of the world be silent
The regal tears of the Majestic Mother is Sovereign

She weeps She weeps

From the summit of macho superiorty
The male platitude screams
I dare you to cry—I dare you to cry
Unveil your nakedness by shedding a tear

Africa—fountain of blood..She bleeds She bleeds
Her inner-sense slaughtered in the name of love

Innocent blood crying fushia tears
Tears more numerous than grains of sand
Tears—messages to deaf ears

Don’t let them kill my new sons and daughters
Don’t let them kill my new sons and daughters

Can you hear the tears

I can cry now

Let the Niagara of my soul flow on
Let he waters of the world be silent
The regal tears of the Majestic Mother is Sovereign

My tears shall wash the impurities from infected wounds
My tears shall summon buried Truths
My tears—missionaries to barbarian saviors

Let the heavens rejoice
My tears are my voice
Let the rains know—my pains were my reigns
I wouldn’t cry

Now, let the earth behold my mirth
I can cry now…I can cry now
Let the waters of Noah realize my tears
Let the rainbow reverence my tears
Let the pot of gold behold, it is not as precious

I can cry now…I can cry now