Riding tide
Cover me, and scare them away
I can't breathe when the air is too fresh...
I can't cry in the sound of laughter
Or be calm... because nothing is happening...
Heaven, explain things I cannot see
Why everyone prays to you... you must be confused
Riding tide... am afraid of you not...
Hit me with the strongest wave!
I swear... no matter how strong... I will shed no tear
Riding tide!
Kill me! Not softly! fast so that I feel no pain
Because if it pain.... I have felt it in lies
In a knife plunged in my back by my own...
I think I know how Jesus felt
I think I know why he wept!
Riding tide!
The time has come! Cover me! Leave nothing of mine behind
Kill me!
© Namatsi Lukoye
Wetu brings us together, connecting and unifying us through fabric sculptures, dolls, stories, and poetry, symbolizing power and resilience. Experience art rooted in African femininity, healing, and hope.
Monday, October 29, 2012
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