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Greater Than One Nation


African-American, Black, Colored, Negro
Why so many different names?
In reality we are all ONE PEOPLE
Even if we don't look the same
Some say we're the original Egyptians
Others claim they're Hebrew Israelites
There are even Moorish Nationals
But all of them are right
The motherland has blessed us
With such rich physical diversity
Skin tones that range from dark to light
Make us a rainbow of humanity
We may practice different rituals
Or worship in a different way
But we all believe there is a God
No matter if we face East or West when we pray
We've never held just one religion
Or lived in just one location
WE are at home all around the world
We are greater than any one nation
What they call us now doesn't matter
Names change, as time comes and goes
But what's most important now is our unity
Coming together so our sons and daughters know
That they are heirs to many kingdoms
Even further than their eyes can see
And that they can be great, or greater, the greatest
That the world has ever seen, or could ever be

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