A long time ago I found an old tape with probably a prayer of an ancient enslaved peole  that said likely:

I've been waiting for years, I knew you were coming up here, where wars would begin. I have been by your side without a fight, we lost everything, we waited for the end.
My God Send An Angel

...[and then ...what happened?]

This is the second Chapter of The Primitive Collection of Ancestral Forms

I hope somebody could like that...