Tuesday, August 9, 2011
reflecting on a james baldwin quote got me thinking & feeling.
” I was born in the nightmare of the white man’s mind. “
- james baldwin
to be honest, i want to cry for days
willow weep a flood
and sink the debris
of fresh new white sheets
and create a sea
to wash away the everyday madness.
but the landfill
would still
reek
and we wouldn’t be clean
of it all.
i don’t have any other answer.
i would dance
but he stole the rhythm
i got it back
but only in a two step
i would sing
but my voice is cracked
i am barely breathing
i would crack
but i am stone cold sore
and solid
in the evil
of the white mans mind.
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- z.bediako
- a womanchild in a land where nothing is promised. my belly births a bundle of sounds. words live inside my head. sometimes they stay there for years. aching to marinate. i await for spices to calm them. saturate them. give them life.taste.rhythm. i share it through sound.words. i write lovepoems & politicalprose. i stay singing. i'm often laughing. and always loving.
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