From the very beginning at the bass of that beat to the thump of the drum... Rythm an dance has always been a part of our culture..
From the cobra-like movements to the silky sway..
The Love in our veins spreads across a looong way.
Different languages, spices and garments..
Yet our bodies all writhe in sync when that music comes on..
From salsa to soca. Compas to dancehall our appearances differ yet our hearts beat as one.
Separated by waters and land..
Not knowing the division is surface.. Underneath our Carib, Arawak an Taino blood binds us deeper than the oceans that divides our islands.
From the Motherland settling in Every Other Land we thrive.
We continue to unite through our melodic artwork.
Transcending, codes an colors our frequencies mesh and the highest of highs can be felt as the lowest of lows is overthrown, drowning in the infinite sounds of joy manifesting through our instruments, our culture ... our quilt of variance will never fade.
Through our voices, our music, our dance our spirits live on.
Word is the bond of our songs.
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