FREEDOM'S ECHO
Bruce Smith
Published
This song was written to express the feeling of a slave who was free and was thinking what to say to his former slaves and what were thinking after Juneteenth Day.
[Verse]
Four hundred years
This land ain’t seen regret
Stain of blood
A truth you ain’t met
Freedom’s a whisper
A promise betrayed
By violence you built
A house on a charade
[Verse 2]
Words of equality
A song out of tune
History’s whispers
Beneath a locked tomb
Leisure built on backs that forever ache
Lies spun like cotton
A fortune you make
[Chorus]
Repentance? A word lost in the breeze
Killing’s your comfort
A heart ill at ease
Empty apologies
A hollow charade
Stealing a living
A life you pillaged
[Bridge]
Stolen lives
Stolen land
A debt never paid
Scriptures say the first will be last
A truth long delayed
But pride clouds your vision
The ending unseen
A house built on sand
A crumbling regime
[Verse 3]
Voices rise up
The silence they break
Chains fall apart
The ground starts to quake
Songs of rebellion
A spirit unbound
Echoes of freedom
A new world around
[Chorus]
Repentance? A word lost in the breeze
Killing’s your comfort
A heart ill at ease
Empty apologies
A hollow charade
Stealing a living
A life you pillaged
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