It weard how life with the kind canspyah
To shattah the awts most fragile deziah
How history and biography can plat against you
And the 'angst' and the 'anomie gang-up on you< br/>Afro-german warrior woman
From hamburg via bremen
Then finally
Berlin
It was in the dazzling atmosphere
At the black radical bookfair
That I site you
Sweet sister
Bright-eyed like hope
Like a young antelope
Who could cope
With the daily flowing of the spirit
With the everyday erowshan of the soul
Two passing clouds you and I
In the desert of the sky
Exching vipers
But in the commerc of the outside
Woz it fair trade in regret
In love and laughter?
I never knew
I couldn't tell
I should site say
Through all the learning
The teaching
Resisting
And assisting
The loving
The giving
Organizing
And defining
That the cause of darkness
Did catch you out< br/>That the last time I saw you
Would be the last time I saw you
That you were free
Falling screamin
Terteen stanzahs down
Your final poem in blood on the ground
That's so sudden that so soon
You would fly out
On a one way ticket to ghana
Can't catch up with you paas
Mongst you ancestaz
We give thanks
For the life
You share with us
We give thanks
For the lite
You shine on us
We give thanks
For the love
You showed on us
We give thanks
For your memory

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