DIDDY BOP/ DA JUMPOFF/ 15 GOING ON 16
THE PATTERN OF NIGHT I sprang up from mother earth She clothed me in her own colors I was nourished by father sun He glazed the pottery of my skin I am beautiful by design The pattern of night in my hair The pattern of music in my rhythm As you would cherish a thing of beauty Cherish Me
ORANGE AND GOLD
HEAR NUN, SEE NUN, SAY NUN
16 GOING ON 17
CROWNING GLORY
DO THE RIGHT THING
PURPLE
"IS THAT ME"
DURAG DON