The fear is over

I heard this everyday

Since the day I was born

"You are a sinner"

So I lived in guilty

Trying to understand

How can a baby can be a sinner

Day after day

From dust to dawn

I try hard to be right

But still

I heard this everyday

"You are a sinner"

You can be good

You can be nice

But you are a sinner

Then college days come

In the class of history

I heard about ancient times

There are other Gods

There are other beliefs

There are joy and happiness

There isn't shame

There isn't guilt

There isn't sin

That makes me wonder

Which is my origin

Which are my roots

To what Gods I belong

To what folks I belong

To what belief I belong

I realize then

I am a children of Gods

I born blessed

There is no sin

There is no Hell

The fear is over

In this night

Under the full moon

Under the oak

Would you like to join me?

Come and party with us

Come and meet your ancestors