I met my cousin at the top of the ridge He told me all about our family lineage 5,000 miles from where I was born Lies the foundation of our family home Our paths may form a crooked line Our future selves may be so hard to find But as water flows in great circles, of this I can be sure All of our paths emanate from the same source If you go back far enough, into deep history You'll find we all share the same family tree Why all this warring and killing, like we are not kin? Embrace your enemy, make him your friend They call her Eve, but she wasn't from no man's rib She is everyone's Mama, and she was African History that's more than skin deep Our humanity, we must keep Our paths may form a crooked line Our future selves may be so hard to find But as water flows in great circles, of this I can be sure All of our paths emanate from the same source