You shookat seven point two you shookyou trembled and rocked and torecollapsing, damaging, roaring and killingYou shook with untamed powerrumbling from deep belowwith unbridled violence Devastated streetstorn apart homesstreets filled with screaming and clouds of dustand sounds of moving debriswhilst mothers, fathers, children and cousinscall out in search for their loved onesblinded by dustwith bloodied … Rise, Haiti, rise. weiterlesen
Gedanken
A hug, not a kiss
One-hour long shower until my skin burns redScrubbing my skin with disinfectantA behavior I so well know from a time long ago, one I thought forgotten – unlearned As I lay in my bed wanting to cry with no tears to come – they have dried up long agoAs I lay in my bed, craving … A hug, not a kiss weiterlesen
150 years later
Let it burnlike they let usmake us die From my great-great-great-great-grandmothers and fathersin the plantationsto my father in the Rodney King riotsnot long ago –What has changed, I ask you? Slavery has been abolished —But the mindset —This is the apartheid nation Bring it down and burn it,hang it by the ropeas they did and … 150 years later weiterlesen
לכל איש יש שם
לכל איש יש שםeach person has a nameeach person had a nameeach person will have a nameand for each person not born there would have been a name the six million will not be forgottennot one of themnot the smallest child,reaching with little hands towards immabeing lead away to deathto awaken again in the heart … לכל איש יש שם weiterlesen