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HARBORD TIGERTALK

In Memory of Those Who Chose the Sea

By Yoanna Hailu

 

As we wade farther and deeper

into our watery grave.

Singing the songs of our mothers

against the drum of every wave.

 

Ankles, knees, and hips

bodies and heads submerged entirely.

Drowning with determination

shackles broken, we’re free finally.

 

Experiencing our final baptism 

water filling our lungs.

Never reaching the land of the Americas 

where cowards hide behind guns.

 

Denying the white man our labour

saying no with our lives.

Praying that death would take us back to Africa

and that our legacy survives.

 

10.03.2021

2020/2021

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