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Original music inspired by Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You by Ibram X. Kendi and Jason Reynolds
Original music inspired by Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You by Ibram X. Kendi and Jason Reynolds
The Bushwick Book Club Seattle
presents
Original Music Inspired by
Ibram X. Kendi’s & Jason Reynolds’
Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You
May 10, 2025
at Hugo House
Hosted by Wes Weddell
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Featuring Musical Performances from
(Click name for primary link, * = first Bushwick appearance, ^ = lyrics included below)
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Nick Droz
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Brittany Danielle
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Owl Scarey*^
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Kate Berreth
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Tara Chugh
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Original music inspired by Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You by
Ibram X. Kendi and Jason Reynolds
PERFORMER-PROVIDED LYRICS
Rights to all song lyrics ©/℗ the individual artists, reprinted here—exactly as submitted—with permission
Owl Scarey
Bury Me When I’m Free (The Ballad of Gabriel and Nancy Prosser)
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Can’t nobody claim me, I’m as human as can be,
You can bury me when I’m free
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All you snakes there in the trees, you can come and find me,
I said bury me when I’m free
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In the year 1800
Gabriel and Nancy Prosser planned a great slave rebellion.
Recruited hundreds of people across Virginia
Poor whites, Natives, and captive Black folks alike.
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Plan was, hundreds would march on Richmond,
Steal four thousand guns, and arrest the governor.
It was gonna be such a huge revolt, the biggest North America had ever known.
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But two double crossers betrayed their own.
And just like that, the whole thing was blown.
A racist murderin militia was lying in wait.
There was nothin our brave Gabriel and Nancy could have done.
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Our dear Gabriel and 25 of his crew were hanged by that vicious mob
and made an example of.
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And from the gallows, the wind itself sang this solemn song:
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Can’t nobody claim me,
I’m as human as can be,
You can bury me when I’m free
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All you snakes there in the trees, you can come and find me,
I said bury me when I’m free
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Don’t nobody own me, I’m a man plain as can be,
You can bury me when I’m free
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All you snitches mark my words, you gonna get what you deserve
I said bury me when I’m free
Anti racism is the antidote
To provincial minds
Closed like gates or doors
Only opened where light shines through
Community is the key
To symbiosis
To heal our collective psychosis
To See through the disillusionment of separation
A silent isolation or the American dream?
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Living with eyes closed
Is not a privilege
Its a prison for your mind
Locked by depression loneliness and greed
Only freed by a renewed
solidarity with humanity
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Still we rise
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Eyes long cried we hide behind what’s beautiful
Tongue still tied
You ride the wave of apathy
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Though it appears we are still free
We stand on the edge of quick sand hoping to be
Anything other than a tragedy for tv
A body a shell to sell for silver screen
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Still we rise
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Eyes long cried we hide behind what’s beautiful
Tongue still tied
You ride the wave of apathy
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Though it appears we are still free
We stand on the edge of quick sand hoping to be
Anything other than a tragedy for tv
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Still we rise
It takes whole hands
Whole hearts
It takes bright eyes
And clear minds to fight
For something other than yourself
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Still we rise
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And I am on the cusp
Of generation with just more than enough to see me free
To be something other than a tragedy
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Moving like a beautiful melody
We rise
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