When I grasp you, my hands grasp nothing
but a corpse that died with no justice
We stand on your bank
tears falling on us
that stream into your heart
Everything looks at you twice
Ashamed, you look away,
you let it happen.
You can’t look for a fight.
Audre was diagnosed with cancer and chronicled her struggles in her first prose collection, The Cancer Journals.
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings –
I know why the caged bird sings!
Born in Ghana in 1962, Kwame Dawes moved to Jamaica in 1971 and spent most of his childhood and early adult life in Jamaica.
He was not satisfied preaching about the sufferings of Black people to Black people, so he sought a wider mainstream audience.
In 1979, after having three children of their own, the Greenwoods placed Lemn back into the social care system with no explanation, saying that they and their children would have no further contact with him. Lemn was 12 years old.
Oonoo see how life is funny,
Oonoo see de tunabout?
Jamaica live fe box bread
Out a English people mout’.