The Legend of Anne The Nubian: Thoughts, Wisdom, Prose & Poems

The Legend of Anne The Nubian

Thoughts, Wisdom, Poems & Prose

Poems by:

Sarita Gaye Cardwell

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ANNE THE NUBIAN

Anne the Nubian the African

She’s the amazon who ruled

And conquered evil

In the African lands!

So very fine

And true to life’s worth…

She carried those to freedom

Whose burdens were heavy

Who were enslaved-at worst!

So make merryment on and on…

Singing sweet sacred music

Until your mind is gone!

Youth, beauty and the vision…

Giving us hope and freedom

Putting the evil to rest

And handing them over to

Derrision!

Anne the Nubian the African…

She’s the queen of all good

Where legends begin!

Joy, love and elation

For Anne the Nubian-

Her special strength

Makes her a soldier of truth

To give all free and bond

A special vibration!

So shout hallelujia

She leads evil into a trap,

And destroying them all

Until their memory is

A part of the African world’s past!

It’s good to be free

Man, woman, boy, girl

And baby makes five

Not three!

It’s good to be alive

Amozeking all rewards

While we Amozeke arrive!

THE SONG OF ANNE THE NUBIAN

The sun has baked us

While the tribes and villages

Are the legends which shapes us

A warrior fights for survival

And freedom

The legend, the liar, and

The Nubians will always

Believe in them!

Is it just another story

Or just another tale?

Is it just a finer conclusion

That made a hero

Out of a plain old person:

Anne the Nubian

ALL HAIL!!

From sea to shining sea…

From three to shining three…

The trio is soon to be

The future-

No longer part of the past…

The trio will forever stand

So that for good and promise…

We’ll be free at last!

Surrender to the power

Surrender to the glory

And never forget this one

Unique legendary tale

And story!

The Song of Anne the Nubian

Makes me feel all

Brand new again!

Where it’s one for the

Amozulas…

And three for the Amozillas!

Bringing back those golden

Memeories…

With the Amazons

In the land of the Nubians!

Making a princess into

A queen…

Whose humble surroundings

Have lasting memories

And qualifies a means to

An end

So give the Mistro some nitro

-Give Anne the Nubian-

All your love and loyalty

And she’ll continue to

Fight for one and all!

No more-no less…

Sitting behind a fortress

Awaiting the reprise and the rebel

Relieving her people

Of fear and distress!

This is the song of Anne

The Nubian!

Will make you feel all

Brand new again!

Where there is a need for survival

Her warriors and Queen Anne

Will help to fulfill it ​…

Where there is a need

For peace and freedom

Queen Anne the Nubian

Will stomp out the evil

And ultimately kill it!

THE ADVENTURES OF ANNE THE NUBIAN

The rose, the fire, the flame

Makes the metamorphasis complete

And are one and the same!

The story, the legend- them kicks

Will turn dark slies and shadows

Bright

And grant all your wishes

So we can see the light!

From the horror to the derrision

For the adventures

With the vision!

On the hopes of a world

That’s so renown…

Where the children can play

And the flowers never wilt

But always grow, and are grown!

Because the thoughts are as

Sweet as the vision

When you are living fast and well

And not in a prison!

It’s as real as the prophecy

When you have the understanding

It’s the truth in your heart

When fighting the evil

Becomes taxing and demanding!

Because the adventures of

Anne the Nubian,

For the kingdoms that she seeks

To forever rule over them!

Was wise and once lost…

Was once so removed from it’s place

That you believed it was defeated

Far gone, that unreacheable seemed

The victory…and death was

The ultimate cost!

Then came Anne the Nubian…

Making you feel all brand new again!

…From the storms- from ancient dust

And gold!

Let this story be the beginning

Of her triumph and the greatest

One ever told!

Is the mother of all mother’s

Of a foreign land…

Straight from heaven’s hallowed halls

-In the place of no winter frost

Comes a new legend…Anne the Nubian…

Brought into the light

And no longer lost!

There won’t be fears

Sadness, or despair…

You looked and

Saw her standing there-

Yes!

The storm has passed

Over us!

Yes! It’s all for one

And one for all to trust!

So what’s the deal?

Is you rolling like a wheel?

Because heaven has decided

To wait…

Let’s not ponder or hesitate!

The adventures of Anne the Nubian

Gave us all hope- made us feel forreal…

With the strength of 100 warriors

…And spears of power and steel!

From the powers of a king

And queen…

Something you dare not deny

Except only when you dream!

So count the miracles,

Count the moments

Feel the magic

And never be lost…

Count the miracles

Count the moments

And feel the magic

In the place of no winter frost!

Because you feel it’s where

You belong…

The adventures of Anne the Nubian…

Is our hope today…

And our eternal song!

THE REVENGE OF ANN THE NUBIAN

So listen!

….To the sounds

Of the drummer man…

…And his discovery

Of an ancient land-

-But in his hand lies fate!

-Better hear how they

Slow down fast!

-At his master’s command-

…Mon-Khessan!

!Average Man!

Where the trouble begins-

-Lusaka ends!

Like no Ammo-Other!

So out of the storm came

Soldiers to fight with

Her female warriors…

Ready and mean!

Warrior sister to

Warrior brother…

It’s our right

It’s our dream…

Like NOOO Ammo-Other!

Was like a one-woman army

Until the sun shined down

-On our sisters and resurrected

Brothers…

So out of the storm

Came the sun

Mon-Khessan better

Hide-

Mon-Khessan the villan

Had better run!

Until he’s outta-sight

Outta mind!

See them warriors march

See their spears

Shining bright!

It will not make you blind,

-But make you feel alright!

ANNE