Quiet Poetry Lounge : April 1986 - long gone

[deepy]

In this society we are not Africa
long gone
not family tribes
caring for children in warming sun
sharing food when day is done
protecting sick
I see no palm to open eyes...liten minds...ease souls
no huddling of women to comb hair
I had a sense of bush
felt its touch when mom used the brush
tasted it from stewing pots
smelt it in my brown grand ma
heard it when they showed their love
somehow time has flown and peace, love little known
instead of seeking name and land
money is the king
not yam or lion
sharing things
In this society we shade our eyes and
AFRICA
long gone
sheds tears for us

 

[$$RICH$$]

FEELING THIS MOVING PIECE WITHIN DA HEART

 

[watzinaname]

Not a melting pot really, but we have tried to blend in, and in doing so have forgotten, our rich past. Liked the way you penned this.

 

[deepy]

thanks you two..
did this on a day that i was blue
remember it well...
i pray its...long gone

 

[$$RICH$$]

indeed it's far pass u now
keep moving forward sistah