Marcus - The Love Amie |
Monday, October 31, 1927 |
(Dedicated to Mrs. Amy Jacques Garvey) I wandered far in life's stern way To seek the good of every day; But fell among the thieves of Thane, Who tried to rob my honest name. I found no brotherhood in man; But here and there a vicious clan; No truth, no love, no justice find Their way into these groups unkind. But you have been a light to me, A fond and dear, and true Amic; So what care I for falsest friend, When on your love I can depend. To steal one's wealth is always trash, O'er which some men are ne'er abash; But then to steal and blot a name, It takes the courage of a Thane, But all they do is only nought, Because the battle has been fought, And I have won your love, Amie, The greatest treasure I can see. |
RastafarI |
Haile Selassie I |