Awakening
/silence my child
your day will come
with heavy rain in the cloud
wet grasses on the ground
barefeet grazing through and through
you will not be admired
death is not defeat
silence my child
your day will come
at the bottom of the ocean
on the surface of the sea
against the waves
how are sharks buried
bones are not cartilage
silence my child
your day will come
with happy endings
lovemaking in daytime
the sun against your skin
warmth amongst your kin
clouds do not hold dirty water
silence my child your day will come against all odds.
By Sloane Angelou
From: Côte d’Ivoire
Twitter: MsSloaneAngelou