WHIRL WIND STORM WARNING UNIA
Garvey meant us
collected like a fist
of once faltering fingers
fiercely organized finally
to smash through restrictive fences
Garvey meant us
when he said look for me
he meant not an individual
a person, a messiah or some christ
come sneaking like thief at
midnight but rather a bold collective
of conscious, capable and committed bloods
breaking cold day like new firey sun
Garvey meant us
when he said the whirlwind
not easy times but turbulence,
the social storm of our Black tide rising,
the breakup of old orders and the unhesitant
scrapping of the status quo
Garvey meant us
slave descendant sons and daughters
of Arika sprung fully to fight
come back to claim land and life
organized and acting in our own best interest
and unashamed of our open alliegance of self
Look for me in the whirlwind
count me in among the coming storm
if they think they can keep captive
we millions of Blacks
our struggle will prove them wrong
—kalamu ya salaam