Monday, July 13, 2009

COME LISTEN


The door is open,
Come right through it
Make yourself a home
In my dome

Spread your arms
Far and wide
Make your sounds
Known to mine
Cus I’m moaning too
Coming to you for a listening

Come,
Please come, listen
To your heartbeat in my heart
Listen to these voices in my head
They seem familiar?
Their giggles,
Like that of our future children?

Come, come dance
To this tune
This rhythm
This self-created rhythm
That calls us home
To Africa
Where we belong

Come eat at home,
Come sink in my care
Come play the horn of songs
Let’s listen like Christians… to a sermon

Come listen to my stories,
My African princess!

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