Call of my Blood

Dj Gilcrease
11/18/01

From the time I was born,
I could feel the call of my blood.
I knew something was wrong,
I born into a world I do not belong.
I could feel the call of my blood

I know with every fiber of my being,
I was born in a time I do not belong,
where the buildings kiss the sky.
I feel as if my soul is not my own.
I can feel the call of my blood.

I look at my life,
and feel incomplete.
Something is missing
I fell the call of my blood.

Strong is the call I could almost die.
That would be the cowards way out,
My lesson would not be learned,
My task left undone.
I can feel the call of my blood.

The cries of my Ancestors.
It is time for something I do not understand.
I must start it but don't know how.
I have grown def to my blood.

The cries of my Ancestors is an angry wind.
I know they speak to me,
I just don't understand.
I can feel the call of my blood.

The time is NOW!
I must understand.
This task must be done,
for the sake of my people.
I must open my eyes and ears.
It is time to be born again.
To understand the call of my blood,
the words of my Ancestors.
To Lead my people to safety,
as I have done in the past.