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The Bethune Girls Club
The Distinguished
Gentlemen of Spoken Word
The DuBois Boys Club

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There is music in the midst of desolation

A glory that shines upon our tears

Solemn the drums are beating

Sounding joy into immortal sphere,

Drums speaking words of wisdom

Telling tales of our ancestors

Of their glories and kingdoms

And our struggle against Babylon devildoms

Jah presence I feel so near

His love I see so clear

That’s why I know he is here

Even as I know he is there,

Drums are our symbol of pride

Chanting messages far and wide

An inspiration to struggle

A rock and comfort in times of trouble.  - (Bongo Asher, 1984)

“We have a powerful potential in our youth, and we must have the courage to change old ideas and practices so that we may direct their power toward good ends.”


- Mary McLeod Bethune

The Poet 


He sang of life, serenely sweet,
With, now and then, a deeper note.
From some high peak, nigh yet remote,
He voiced the world's absorbing beat.

He sang of love when earth was young,
And Love, itself, was in his lays.
But, ah, the world, it turned to praise
A jingle in a broken tongue. 


-Paul Laurence Dunbar

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