When Memory banks go random, the conscious mind intuits dimensions beyond imagination.    When brown is black, the human spirit moves what should be. Death cannot remember the laughter,    The very same laughter that is so larger than a singular birth....

I’ve always been Afrikan Daughter of Mntungwa* uMuntu ngabantu (i am because we are)** Owadl’ izimfe zambili kwaphuma khambi lilinye*** One of the brown blk dirt Soil burnished by ilanga (the sun) Daughter of sun Dispossessed though Langa linye ngizonqoba...

The wind blows swiftly across the Kalahari, Waters of the Nile flood the Sahara, Gallons plunges at the bottom of the Victoria, Frost, dew and snow covers the plateaus of the Kilimanjaro, Beauty aside, Africa is darker than the dark...

I wonder what they'll say Will the words spill out their mouths Will their mouths open for Oxygen to fill their breathlessness While their breath conditions my condition that overheats As i search for the cool breeze that used to...

The hot sun the beating drum your death cold stare my weightless care the spicy sands the gritty feet your still movement my one step beat the noisy birds the silent winds your lips closed shut my mouth is hot...