Belladrum Village Anthem

Title: “From Chains to Harvest’s Sun
By Berbice’s flowing grace, on the low coastal plain,

Stands our Belladrum, heart unbroken, sacred place.
Through the whispers of the past, we hear our mothers cry,
Chains of sorrow turned to strength—their dreams will never die.

Oh, Belladrum, rising strong, our voices lift as one!
From ancestral fires, we march to harvest’s sun.
In every drumbeat, freedom’s song, in every face, a story won.
We are the heirs of the brave—our battles just begun!

Beneath the golden Guyanese sky, we dance on hallowed ground,
Drums of our fathers pulse the rhythm, courage resounds.
Fireside tales of Cuffy’s pride, where the brave took flight,
This soil, where our roots entwine, is a promise we’ll defend with might.

Echoes of the Middle Passage roar in our veins,
Yet stars of Africa guide us through the rains.
No shackle binds the spirit we’ve become –
For freedom’s light, for justice, we stand as one.

Belladrum, oh Belladrum, your children sing your name!
Through struggle’s flame, we rise in honour, bold and unashamed.
From cane-field chains to skies we’ve won; our legacy shall run –
Belladrum, Belladrum, forever free!