Elmina's Children
A song made by Hon. Mark
Elmina's Children
A song made by Hon. Mark
From the gates... we rise
Ancestors call... we answer
They tried to break our bloodline at Elmina shore
Chains couldn't hold the spirit that our people wore
Every generation carries wounds we never earned
But in my DNA the fire of my fathers burns
I see my grandmother's strength in my reflection
I hear my grandfather's prayers in my direction
They stole our names but couldn't take our soul
Now I'm reclaiming every story that was never told
We are more than the trauma
More than the pain they caused us
Elmina's gate couldn't stop us
We're breaking free, no longer haunted
I remember who I am
I remember where I'm from
Ancestral power in my hands
The healing has begun
They wrote us out of history books and ancient scrolls
But my ancestors whisper secrets to my soul
I'm standing at the crossroads of the past and now
With every step forward I'm reclaiming sacred ground
No more shame for the skin that holds my bones
No more silence about the kingdoms that we owned
From Ashanti gold to Benin bronze we shine
I'm the resurrection of a royal bloodline
We are more than the trauma
More than the pain they caused us
Elmina's gate couldn't stop us
We're breaking free, no longer haunted
I remember who I am
I remember where I'm from
Ancestral power in my hands
The healing has begun
For every child who forgot their mother tongue
For every elder whose story went unsung
We rise... we rise... we rise
Elmina's children never die
