My name is Lucas
Harry Davis
Copyright 2012 by Harry Davis
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons is coincidental.
“Many times they have persecute me, but they have not prevailed against me” - the Psalms
edited by Grace f Edwards of the Harlem Writers Guild.
we dance in Babylon as we walk to our graves our bodies are in a new land as our story in Africa stays
we sing a new song of hope and joy for a better day we look in the mirror in search of a better way.
Dedicated to our Ancestors
For you The African Ancestors
The chosen few
First to fall on the earth
Like the morning dew
The Ancestors of All
Because of you
We all are here
You gave us the first gifts
Of science, math and our kinky hair
In this we trust
We know our heritage
No matter what they call us