Love Letters to Baraka: II
Son,
You are my sun
Even on the days the light cast shadows across my face,
Drawing me into myself as my eyes became sunken coz my eyes could hardly open from the hammering in my head.
My skin suddenly seemed to fade.
Love Letters to Baraka: I
Baraka,
You are going to have questions for mama
Yes, you were conceived in a year full of drama
The earth had never seen so much disease
We dreamed you up, an antidote to a virus
Where there was a lot more than the morning sickness to overcome
The Ceiling Canvas
Raindrop, Ceiling, Me,
A million pieces scrambling to fit together
Against unpredictable weather
Crown Chakra
You want to define me but I'm unrefined, my spirit aligned, I was born in the sky, daughter of Geb, Nefretiti, Starseed
Created to succeed
My conception marked the inception of a new age
This Body’s Mine
This body Gentle she sways, flowing,
Like the coolest breeze along the hot sands raising grains along her way, restless.
This body relentlessly stirring new strength I never imagined to own.
Terra Nullius
Hushed tones and tiptoes
Its 9pm don’t make a sound
Be invisible – don’t be seen
Act like you don’t exist
After all, you’re here to learn the game
