And I am grateful for everything I have, even as a lower middle class White guy in Detroit. God bless Greggory Isaacs soul. His music helped me through the roughest time of my life in 2022-2023 when my mama was in home hospice. I listened to Mr. Isaacs music everyday, it helped me stay breathing & upright. What a fantastic soul he is. Thank you, Gregory Isaacs. Jah Rastafari.
I’m not even black in any sense of the race. But this song speaks to me as a believer in the most high. The desire to leave Babylon and find the land where we can live in peace and solidarity with the one race I acknowledge as to e human race. The world may treat you and unloved but I hope all know in our almighty creators eyes, no man is superior. One love and rest to all. Gregory Isaac’s is one of the greats.
Bless up to OLNATE JELL.Jah Jh continue to make it easy for Ras Gregory inna Zion.I&i personally waan go home to Ethiopia right NOW! Jah the father,Gregory generation inna Jamaica and bless Jamaica too.Rastafari!
After stay in Suriname for 16 year i came back to Holand. I was a strager. Din't kown the country and people any more. After 2,5 year i miss my country. SURNAME.
Words Of Wisdom. Song: Border (1977) Introduction: Instrumental 1 If I could reach the border, Then I would step across So please take me to the border No matter what’s the cost, (‘cause am leaving here…) Chorus Am a leaving out a Babylon(leavin’ out) Am a leaving out a Rome (leavin’ out a Rome) [Am a leaving outta this ya land] This place could never be our home… Say wi waan, wi waan go home(say wi waan , wi waan go home )…(rep.) Where the milk and honey flow, (say wi waan , wi waan go home) that’s where we want to go Africa wi waan to go(Africa we all want to go…) wi waan, wi waan go home …where the milk and honey flow… 2 If I could reach the border, Jah know I’d step across(yeah) So please take me to the border And I will pay the cost, got to step across Cho…etc. etc.…don’t leave us stranded… waan wi waan go home…go congregate, go cultivate…say wi want wi waan, don’t leave us stranded…”
It’s 2022, and as a black, Jamaican, woman, living in Canada, l feel extremely unwelcome in this world 🌎 I miss my home 🇯🇲I was brought to Canada as a child in 1975, and now I feel that Canadians, and the new immigrants, and refugees wants blacks out of “their” country. I never asked to come, so I will gladly leave. I just need to know what the plan is because right now I am deathly ill and the healthcare system in Canada has failed me. HELP! I don’t want to stay somewhere I am not welcome anymore 😢
listenening to this music and me being in europe as a POC i got more and more the feeling of going home, and in my case surinam where my honey and milk is
