Tuesday, March 26, 2019
They too are the earth The dying distant deaths Women battling centuries Maleficent slavery
say “wepa” and a stranger becomes your hermano. say “dale” and a crowd becomes your family reunion.
A deeply moving lyrical poem about womanhood and survival.
Just because my tongue rolls in a different way that don't mean I'm dumb... Have you had the pleasure of dancing to the rhythm of the drums?'
All through the night, my dreams would be dreams of Africa
'Look on me and be renewed'
Langston Hughes, 1902 - 1967
Africa's relationship with the rest of the world is marked by silence
Like our last names were made of barbed wire, stripping the flesh of those trying to conquer the meanings in their mouths.