naz poetry spot

Good times my lady brings...
together we smiled as we faced misery...
together no time was wasted...
Good times my lady brings...
my heart sings...
sweet as Haitian mangoes...
We go on to challenge the world for a claim...
we blamed...no one for our slavery...
Freedom won...wisdom gained...
Good times my lady brings...
Side by side we marched on...
inseparable lovers...
she chose me out of a million...
but she's one in a billion...
Good times my lady brings...
we dry each others tears...as life tries...
but can't wipe away the smile from our faces...
Good times my lady brings...
sings a slave song...
but wings of freedom carry us far...
thanks to my black lady
and the good times she brings...
inseparable...