Mama, you traitor!
Mama promised me a quiet holiday,
While he promised me a quiet night,
Just us and the stars.
Two days, he said,
Two days I’d promised him,
Two days at Mama’s village.
A land where whispers linger in the fog,
Where news travels faster than curious neighbors peering over the fence,
And where the thatched…
Excuses, Abuses, Refuses
Call her a Girl Child
Always new news of misuses and Loses
Call her a Girl Child
Denounces, Produces, Bruises, Cruises
Call her a Girl Child
Stop making a fuse; permit my reviews of the Girl Child
Call me a Girl Child.
I may be weak, but I bring forth a strong generation
Call me…
Dark-skinned girl, I am
Lived through the rainbow colors
Saw all the distractions
My confidence shaken
My mind swallowed; as a dark-skinned girl, I kept moving.
Dark skinned girl
A word of power
A power through my veins
A force pinning through
Shades of colour influencing my thought
But I remembered I am a dark-skinned girl
I kept moving.
Dark skinned…
POEM:
An African woman is a resilient being. Merriam’s English language dictionary expression for the word “Resilient” says it correctly. #she is able
Come hail or high water; an African woman can spring back into shape after bending. After mistakes. After bad heartache. After a life transition from almost dead to…
Sing a million praises to my Mother.
Orisa bi ti Iya kosi laye.
Call her the virtuous woman.
Yes, she is a selfless woman.
Add the ambitious woman to the list too.
She put me first before anything,
And anyone and even before herself.
Her name is love because she abides in love.
Not just an ordinary…