Tuesday, October 16, 2018
‘She’ is defined by what she is not allowed
Love Africa, love yourself
This land is still yours.
The history of humanity can be told in frames of people looking away
So we must do good to humanity, to the earth... for time passes
I wish I could catch me a cloud and sail back to my yesteryears
And what will you do? You who hears the howling of Ifrani?
If there were no Africa, I’d still dream of her.

No Anomaly

I have always believed that goodness is the aberration in humanity, not evil.
May we meet at the end of Life's Rainbows...