When All the Peoples on This Earth
When all the peoples on this earth
Know deep inside their precious worth,
When every single soul is free,
We’ll earn the name Humanity.
The choice to be the best we can
Begins the day we say, “I am.”
The unity for which we sigh
Will never come through hate or lie.
The lights of Kwanzaa now proclaim
That when we share our inner flame
And nurture root and branch with pride,
We’ll harvest peace both far and wide.