Then and now
In past now cloudy to mind's recall ere the swarm of pale faces unbeknownst ere the vile deflowering of alkebulan's rivers ere the rape and pillage of sacred forests children of afruika split four winds with songs storied of a thousand ages maidens of aithiopia undelifed with faces shades akin to tanned ivory would sway to the distant rumblings of ancient drums deep within the stone walls of zimbabwe from the wide shores of the sea of sand to the narrowing of shaka's resting place the sons of nubia would sing from within tales of the hunt; the conjuring of Niger hands of kindred flames, the straight circle of our fathers We were full with veined crimson, in the eyes, soul slept in same womb, same black milk at the pinnacle of the moon's pride did we dance with the cub of the grey lion hayenas laughed, so laughed the children to comic fables from retired breasts In our stomachs, peace; in our hair, pride; the sun crept below to die yet again Lo did they come riding th...
