“ Some people took to war; we took to love; some people took to hate: we took to song; some people took to anger; we took to laughter; some people took to despair; we took to hope. ‘ Patrol is going to get you; the bloodhound is going to get you; you can’t run as fast as the bloodhounds; what are you going to do, black man?’. In the darkest part of the night when everybody else might have despaired, we looked and we sang, long before our white brothers thought of an airplane, ‘Swing Low, Sweet Chariot, coming for to carry me Home.’ Dr James Emman Kwegyir Aggrey.
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 23:14:29 +0000
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