letra de the first home - kevin anglade
narrator (jess): you know, they often say there’s no place like home. and no matter what part of the world you live in today, that saying still rings true. the fact of the matter is prior to the transatlantic slave trade africa was a continent full of prestige. from the great civilizations of kush, to axum, mali, as well as great zimbabwe. many african nations were gold mines which to an infiltration of sorts upon the land. the people were a proud people. filled with pride, heart and enchanted spirits that acknowlеdged those that came bеfore them. through many languages, dialects, tribes, societal structures as well as intellectual developments, nothing in the atmosphere had given signs of what was yet to come. after having many of their cultures stripped and destroyed possibly forever, they were then transported to a new world. one in which their lives would be in descent. this is a story of men that lost sense of the journey. this record by my man k.a. is an encyclopedia for those attempting to comprehend their origins in order to understand where they are going. with that being said, i now present to you, life in descents: story of the enslaved and youth captured
outro (k.a.): you heard my man, jess. let’s get it
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