We’ve Been Buked, Sho’s You’re Born

The revolution is nameless… it’s explosive coherence is forged… in the everyday clandestiny of acts and dreams…

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Orf stands tall, face to face, man to man, soul to soul, with Thomas Jefferson.

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Pleading:

I’ve been ‘buked an’ I’ve been scorned, children
I’ve been ‘buked an’ I’ve been scorned
I’ve been talked about, sho’s you’re born
Dere is trouble all over dis world
Children, dere is trouble all over dis world
Ain’t gwine to lay my ‘ligion down
Children, ain’t gwine to lay my ‘ligion down

(excerpt from A Season in Hell)