Kamau’s Lullaby

Looking out over green capped mountains
I see azul sea, boundless, limitless
Wind blowing, it whispers in my ear
Ancestors speakith volumes to me.

Submerged is the land of long ago
But – human boundlessness yet to grow
Bring exploitation, hunger and disease
Caribbeans fret, minds ill at ease

Rest now literary enigma
As you experience hurricane tragedy
Relish the cornucopia of butterfly rainbows
It is the mummer of a loved one that speaks.

Lying in blood, life seeping away…
Harriet Tubman fell in deep slumber sleep
To liberate oppressed, caged, dead souls…

The fragments of your life will make you whole.


~ by Abeni El-Amin on February 16, 2010.