WHEN I DIE
We lay to rest one of our Garifuna sisters.
We lay to rest one of our Garifuna Brothers.
We lead them into the hands of our Lord,
Singing our Garifuna songs.
We lay to rest one of our own,
For when they die,
They are neither American-Belizean,
Honduran nor Guatemalan…
They are only Garifuna.
When I die, bury me in my Gúdú
And tie my Músuwe around my head.
When I die, let the drums beat loud,
so my ancestors will know that I am on my way home.
When I die,
lay my Garifuna flag over my casket
so those who did not know that I was a Garifuna when I was alive,
will know that I am Garifuna when I die.