I am
living
but I am not living
but I am not living
I don’t
have a life,
you have my life
you have my life
and make
me live
When you
leave
I will not live
I will not live
Never
leave me, my rib;
I want
to live.
a source of reechoing an integral part of the African tradition, belief and way of life, merging it with the changing currents of this world and the African view on the here after through the means of poetry recitals and writings.
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