I was in Dallas this weekend with my lovely spouse attending the State Fair of Texas. She got a wild hair on Friday and we headed for Dallas on Saturday morning. Neither of us had been to the State Fair since 1977.
It was much the same and much different after thirty years. One thing I remember was parking. Back then I only paid $2.00 to park. Now it is $10.00. Oh well, inflation happens to everything.
This weekend was also the annual Prairie View A&M versus Grambling football game at the Cotton Bowl. As we walked around the fair, we could hear the PA announcer inside the stadium.
After the National Anthem, the annoucer asked everyone to remain standing for the Black National Anthem. I though WOW!!! I did not know there was such a thing.
After I got home tonight, I googled it and found the following words.
My question is: "Why do blacks, or anyone for that matter, need a separate national anthem for their race?"
What is coming next, the Mexican National Anthem every time the United States National Anthem is palyed?
Below are the words.
Lift every voice and sing, till earth and heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise, high as the list’ning skies,
Let is resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faitht
that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope
that the present has brought us;
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
Let us march on till victory is won.
Stony the road we trod,bitter the chast’ning rod,
Felt in the days
when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat,have not our weary feet,
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way
that with tears has been watered.
We have come, treading our paththro’
the blood of the slaughtered,
Out from a gloomy past,
till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam
of our bright star is cast.
God of our weary years,
God of our silent tears,
Thou who has brought us thus far on the way;
Thou who hast by thy might, led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places
Our God where we met Thee,
Lest our hearts drunk with the wine of the world
we forget Thee;
Shadowed beneath Thy hand
May we forever stand,
True to our God,
True to our native land.