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GRATEFUL

GRATEFUL

At your feet I prostrate myselfĀ 
In the dust I lay my prideĀ 
To the world I live in disguiseĀ 
But form you I cannot hideĀ 

From nothingness you have called my nameĀ 
And joined together my feeble joints
With the dust you've covered my fleshĀ 
And called it skin for I am black

You breathe into my nostrilsĀ 
I experienced life for the first timeĀ 
Consciousness and revelation kissed my mind
My thoughts were awaken
And I was gratefulĀ 

O Creator of my soulĀ 
Thou Ancient of days
He who was from the beginningĀ 
Who's days cannot be numberedĀ 
Let all of your creation humble itselfĀ 
Before your greatnessĀ 
And let all men prostrate their soulsĀ 
In the dust that thou has created from nothing.

Wilford Barker.
Ā 

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