The Galactic JiNG and BiNG THANKSGIVING ANTHEM

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BURG CITY RECORDS IN POETIC COLLABORATION WITH THE JB STUDIOS presents: The Galactic JiNG and BiNG THANKSGIVING ANTHEM NEW BENIN XOUND-PROFOUND, OLD-RHYTHM-UNBOUND! PROLOGUE — The Sovereign Acknowledgement Before the poetry, the Poet acknowledges. Before the rhythm, the Soul remembers ridges. Na GOD of Juju be the main-domain wey grace us with His Royal prestige! GOD is in the WORK. GOD is in the Xound. GOD is in the SOUL. GOD is in the BEGINNING. GOD is in the BECOMING. GOD is in the CONTINUUM with JiNG and BiNG Multimedia.. INTRO — The Xoulful Awakening \(Soft acoustic guitar. A warm bass note. Gentle talking drums enter like a distant heartbeat.\) JiNG and BiNG renew the blues. Make Afro and Juju continue to Carry the news, make the future generations no loose. Na why experience no dey worry me. Make the silence no hurry teach me. Make my roots remind me of the future wey suffery go reach me. VERSE 1 — The Blues That Blooms: Dis-heart-be-listening, Dis-memory-be-whispering, Dis-old-road-be-reminding-me Of where the new road dey beginning. No be every seed dey blossom when the sun begin to shine. Some dey wait for gentle rain; some dey take their precious time. So I no go force the flower. I go give the root its hour. Black Rhythm group the youth with their roots, Make Juju-Guitar fill the loop! Make the Xoulful-Blues dey bloom. Make the soul remember Wetin time no fit consume. CHORUS 1 — Black-Rhythm-and-Xoulful-Blues-be-softily-blooming-me… Dis-Juju-Xound-be-groovily-grooming-me… Juju-Guitar-be-steadily-readily-rocking-me… Slowingly blooming! Softily singing! Groovily grooming! Steadily bringing! NEW Benin be bringing a NEW BEGINNING! VERSE 2 — The Zombie, the Monkey and the Wisdom Dis-Zombie-be-zooming-me… Dis-monkey-now-mocking-me… Oga-Lucky-unlocking-me… Dis-wisdom-be-willingly-wising-me… New-Bini-be-loaning-me.. New-Beginning-now-owing-me… Netherland-never-leaving-me… Big-boy-scott-now-escorting-me… VERSE 3: Mrs. Olololo for the hollow… Zombie na she he go follow, oh! He dey follow the shadow. He dey dance to the hollow. He forget say tomorrow Get a truth wey he must swallow! Olololo, Olololo… Who dey lead and who dey follow? Who dey borrow another person's shine? Who dey build something wey go stand the test of time? Make the Juju Guitar answer softly. Make the talking drum reply. No be everybody wey dey follow Know the destination by and by. From the hollow to the hallowed, From the mocking to the meaning, Make the wisdom keep on working While New Benin dey beginning! Give-what-belongs-to-Ceezar-don-finally-seize-dem-freezer! The wordplay don turn courtroom. The courtroom don turn teaser! Who dey run these streets as E be? Who holds the will? Who freezes the grill? Who sets the people free? Give Ceezar wetin belong to Ceezar, But make the truth no disappear! If na satire, make the message clear. If na justice, make the evidence appear. CHORUS 2 — The New Beginning Returns Black-Rhythm-and-Xoulful-Blues-be-softily-blooming-me… Dis-Juju-Xound-be-groovily-grooming-me… Juju-Guitar-be-steadily-readily-rocking-me… Na-my-African-Memory-wey-make-her-majesty-marry-me… Pro-Ancestral-Intelligence-now-guiding-me… Future-Imagination-be-motivating-me… Afro-Juju-Continuum-now-elevating-me… I carry no memory just to sleep inside yesterday. I carry memory so tomorrow fit discover a better way. The old wisdom teach us the pain. The new knowledge bring the gain like the fruit our ancestors patiently sustained. Na so the soul of the blues wey dey glow from within we go follow. Na so the seed wey we plant in hollow today Go become the shade our children grow tomorrow. BRIDGE — The Meditative Turning Point \(The drums fade. One guitar and a quiet bass note remain.\) Na gratitude dey groove for the chambers of my soul, Na GOD wey guide the journey dey make the broken whole. From the seed wey sleep for ground to the tree wey touch the sky, Every blessing get a rhythm, every dream get wings to fly. I thank GOD for the beginning, for the lessons on the way, For the nights wey teach me patience, for the hope wey greet the day. When the road become a question, when the answers hide from view, Juju-Guitar whisper softly, “Make your heart remain true.” Black Rhythm dey remind me, Xoulful Blues dey testify, African Memory dey hold me, Future Imagination dey fly! JiNG dey bring the poetry, BiNG dey build the melody, Afro-Juju Continuum dey turn our roots to legacy! I no dey thank GOD for sunshine only, I thank GOD for rain wey teach the seed to grow. I no dey praise the harvest only, I praise the patient hands wey plant am long ago. JiNG and BiNG brings news. Afro and Juju go continue to renew the rule, make E no loose. OUTRO: THANK YOU, GOD OF JUJU! For the rhythm, for the reason, for the work wey still dey unfold. Make the young ones inherit wisdom, Make the old ones’ stories never grow cold. GOD is in the WORK. The Xound is in the SOUL as The FUTURE Continues..