Sunday, January 20, 2019
Sometimes justice comes for those yet unborn, so that they never face the light...
So we must do good to humanity, to the earth... for time passes
As time passes, the music within slows down, but the drums keep on
Text of my spoken word performance at Sisters With Voices 20/05/2018
And what will you do? You who hears the howling of Ifrani?
women of colour run with a million dreams on their backs
'I did not know how he would receive me; so I did what cowardice and false pride suggested was the best thing, - walked deliberately to him, took off my hat, and said, "Dr. Livingstone, I presume?"'
The drumming of a heart that beats with the same rhythm as yours?
This land is still yours.

Dreams…

I want the last bullet to have already been fired...