[from A. na upendo to k. m.(e)n. t….]

you’ll never believe what happened is always a great way kuendelea! kuna hadithi najua. It’s about the earth and how it floats on the back of a kobe….

hadithi zetu kama [like] yemoja pan Afrikan healing arts en di evolushun of dubpoetry

 Ghanaian red roses

Hakema

I am thinking u

Wrapped in cloud’s nite

Piercing poetry with rhythmic trilogies

Of hip-hop en hypnosis

Lovin you lovin music lovin me

I am thinking u smiling from century

To tomorrow with a reflection

Of urself that u recognize

To be ancient n wise n present perfect

Hakema i am thinking u

Wrapped in me wrapped in belief n faith

Wrapped in tatu [three]

I want to divide myself

Times your [luv] upendo

Equals a future of memories n today

Hakema i am thinking u

Enveloped by everything u need

Laid at ur feet

Sent on the wings of a messenger

In love with your essence

Your presence for being

U are alive

Because life decided to bless herself

A dark emerald

Hakema

Know dis

I love u like the safe blackness of nite

Fierceness of day

Yellow ukweli of sunflowers

Mystic blues of di ocean

I love u like dreams

Caressing ur aching bones

With morning dew

From Ghanaian red roses

Hakema…………

Na shairi kama, small dangers en rivers that bleed

(for adam)

I take you in. A black breath

Ancient sacred. We are so overdue

I hold you. In a space we are both familiar

A mirror reflection. With future expectation

I breathe. Hold

So you feel the pulse of my blood. Bleeding an unquenchable wound

In the fester of leo. I touch you

Like a black womban

Knowing. Too much.

How soothing the ocean bed is

Our ancestors

Whisper coldly. From there. Other times

Blood n fiya. The taste of not forgetting

When will you let me hold you

We are so overdue. Strong n discovering

I send you an ancient embrace

Let her kiss your lips with the sweet bitter taste of struggle

I am too far to do it myself

Hadithi like these make me so happy, nashukuru wale wanaospread love, hope, truth n positivity in abundance…..

The q_t werd : has evolved into dis’ present incarnation from its seeding, in Tdot en Vancouver,

five years ago…

[en in the spaces between, from before, long long long ago, there were 9(+1) dadas na baba na mama

Hadithi? Hadithi? Hadithi njoo…..Sahani? ya…….Giza? ya……..]

Dis’ doc (in the works of becoming a series) is the love child of revolushunary villages

(rebuilding en dialoguing) in Hamilton, Tdot, Nairobi, Joburg & Kampala.

Dis’ is our nekkyd truth, a.k.a  real talks, about these visions we have on our quest of re-educating not only ourselves, but others, in the practice of freedom n’ liberation: where every moon is afrikan hirstory month, every day i(nvolve)s building solidarity within our diversity n peacemaking

[In the spaces between: we develop as a collective with all the means we have, our biomythdramas, inspired by the artists who’ve studied and performed (with the core principles being developed by d’bi young of) anitafrika! dub theatre, nourished by our ancestral memories, nurtured with the legacies of indigenUS en pan-afrikan warriors]

Dis’ is us, no apologies or excuses, jus’ as is, on a journey of  healing(selves) en re/claiming our destinies.

Hadithi? Hadithi?

Hadithi njoo…