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Wrap me in red, black, and green, because in death I shall rise In the whirlwind. Harlem, Nineteen, Twenty four. The crowd filled the streets. Then came Marcus Garvey, crowned in gold. Burning with vision, he declared, Africa can do what Babylon did, what America did, what France and Rome did. If we can't, we deserve to die. He called for saints, scientists, and soldiers. He shouted names to Sant attics, sojourner, and crowned them as saints. And then he said the words no one forgot in life I shall be the same. In death I shall be a terror to the foes of Negro liberty. He saw himself as wind, as fire, as the voice of the dead rising to shake the. A living. That day, Harlem didn't just hear Garvey, it heard thunder rolling from the bones of the ancestors. Share, believe, inspire blacks, be.
Post:: Wrap me in red, black, and green, because in death I shall rise In the whirlwind. Harlem, Nineteen, Twenty four. The crowd filled the streets. Then came Marcus Garvey, crowned in gold. Burning with vision, he declared, Africa can do what… #KendrickandSZA #blackgreen #becausedeath #deathshall
