Harriet Tubman “MISS MINTY” a warrior the father called.
A hero, in my people’s struggles, history will recall
Answer the fathers summoned to bring his people home
From the grip of the slave master’s hold
Born a slave, you were a slave, was how your journey began
When guided by the north star, you made your courageous run
To the north was your destination
For there was some freedom
Thousands of miles you journey to and fro
Never to tell Pharoah to let your people go
But to snatch them from his chains
Taking them to freedom through dangerous terrains
You make the journey again and again
The underground railroad was an invisible train
With passengers frightened and afraid
Faith and trust were the only ticket they paid.
For Harriet Tubman to come to their aide
Those thousands of tracks you laid.
Covered by the clouds of darkness you made.
Surely the light of Jah must have shone from your eyes
So, you could see your way in those dark covered skies.
Dogs with their slave trackers masters
With whips and guns, you they came after
But since your train was guided by a higher plain
Only the righteous could see your train
Harriet Tubman, a Yankee soldier you became
A scout, a tracker, a nurse you were at it again
Contributor of hope, freedom fighter, a Miss Moses
With such courage, bravery, and determination you boast.
Leaving a bright star that will remain
In the archives of American history
The invisible railroad was a mystery
Founded and run by Miss Harriet Tubman
