Once I asked
For a piece of bread
I was given a stone
To grind my wretchedness

I asked for the stone
I was given two kisses
On my lips for courage
On my temple for wisdom

I asked for the kisses
I was given three seeds

To plant on the minds
Of our brothers
To wash their madness

To plant in the hearts
Of our sisters to heal them

To plant in ghetto streets
For peace to conquer

I asked for the seeds
I was given
A mirror of the heart
To rediscover Africa