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Mama Tayé's Elder's Prayers - Offering Ten

Mama Tayé's Elder's Prayer - Offering Ten
On this sunkissed morning for the sunkissed people, we call on the example of our ancestors set before us and declare unity at all levels, we will not be distracted and fall at the enemy's sword of division.
We who work with our feet in the community we call home, we who strategically focus messages of empowerment and economics, know we are greater than a splinter in the group who takes rhetoric over work.
Let us who are truly people of justice and action know that this work is long, that enemy in sheep's clothing will try to engage and that the efforts of the many hands together will sheer that false covering and expose tactics of division.
This is a marathon journey for righting centuries of wrong, of recognizing the human rights violations of terrorist flags and army tanks in American streets having no place among people of peaceful protest. Let the activists know that their message has resonated across the world and truly the world is watching.
Let the journey of those to the halls of world convention bring the indictment of murdered sons and daughters by power blue hands to the court of world leaders. May their voices be heard. May their travels be fruitful and may they return triumphant.
We who sit on the wall and we who march and we who give are ones who know that the power lies within the heart of the people, the honorable and true people, the loyal people of the movement.
May we continue to strive on and thank our eyes behind eyes that identify moles who try to hide in black type, let us move on despite those who want to steal, kill, and destroy.
The days ahead are filled with uncertainty and promise. Let us not give what is expected and continue the work of the gateway out and collaborate, collect, and communicate the message that justice with peace can bring change.
The elders and ancestors look around, surround around, and face around to tell the ones who want to harm that not on this watch, not on this day, not in this united front.
Stand up oh mighty sunkissed people and strive on for the work is yet ahead.

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