“For I am my mother's daughter, and the drums of Africa still beat in my heart.”
“The drums of Africa still beat in my heart. They will not let me rest while there is a single Negro boy or girl without a chance to prove his worth.”
“Once, I was my mother's daughter. Now I am my daughter's mother.”
“In stillness I hear the drums that others can’t My heart beats to their rhythmRelease your fear and dance with meI’ll show you the moves...”
“So don't tell me that I can't fit in. My heart beats like a talking drum.”
“Eat of my deep earth, drink of my living streams, for I am your Mother. Your heart is my wild drum, your breath my eternal song. If you would live, dance with me!”