Master Griot ~ (West Africa)


Please, come and sit down

Master griot, right next to me

Under the village meeting tree

Sing me a beautiful song

About my brave ancestry

And how I came to be

Narrate of love, peace and poetry

Along the path of success

Where life is taking me

And just in case, master griot

You may see it differently

Bend the truth it a little

Lie, if necessary

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