Sometimes our heartsArrive at placesThat our minds can’t quiteMake sense of,Entire landscapes of emotionWith no landmarksFor our cognition.Words failWhile feelings rage,Knowing things deeplyThat we are yet to findA language for,Tasting feelingsWith no menu of thoughtSitting in a familiar roomAnd all at once feelingAs thoughYou never knew it.Meeting a personAnd wishing you could talk;Knowing that theConversation […]Read more "How did we get here?"
There is much talk of being proud of our continent and our culture Simply because we come from here. Popular culture has made it appropriate to love your own soil, To never forget where you have come from. But what if your home does not keep you well? What if you are the unwanted child […]Read more "Proudly African"
I am no patriot. I stand far off and make suggestions As my nation crumbles in the distance. It makes for great intellectual conversation And stimulating meetings discussing the state of affairs, But to be honest those words and arguments will count for nothing Because tomorrow where my voice is needed most I will hold […]Read more "I am no patriot"