lundi 31 octobre 2011

i reckon

i'll try to make it short
i don't want to over add
but i mean to say it
i need to do so

i'd like to talk about my wounds
my deep wounds haunting me
like an everlasting ghost
who quite never talks

yesterday i saw the tree of "négritude"
how it has to fight hard
how stupidity is merciless
and how god can help

once again a felt inside
the great power of belonging
how history can be lived
as a present day by heart

My roots are strong
they're feeding my veins
my blue veins...
just like everybody else!

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