Hear the rumbles from chains falling never to rise again. See through the mind of the chain-breaking abolitionist. This is our spirit reflecting strength and courage. No more escaping to dens. The rhythms of Africa is the sound of nature. Hear the Ouds of Algeria or the talking drums of the sub-saharan. The polyrhythms of the Mbira and Kalimba, which the likes of Arthur Jones could not resist. You can tell of our heritage from flying flags. Where shades of green tell tales of growth and plenty. Gold tells the stories of love, courage and compassion. Red tells no tales but truth of fallen heroes of a distinct past.