I had a thorn stuck in my fro

I had a thorn stuck in my fro
But how could you know?
You only spoke to my Shadow..
My shadow is silent and shines like a silver…
But I am a River…

You recognized tenderness
You quenched your thirst

you showed me your hiding place
I went to work…
Did I not pluck wild lilies and dandelions out of your yard?
Did I not sing you songs to silence your midnight storms?

tell me who shortened Those long winter hours?
Who took a broom and chased away your sorrow hiding behind shadows?

With laughter and bright spring colors… I reminded you that you matter..(and you do matter)
tell me who brought back your walk empowered?

who told you: Heads up, but do not stumble, remember to be humble.
shoulders down, breathe darling breathe..
it won’t rain forever, so for now feel the wind breeze…
Look at them Sultan, look at them…

let the stars envy the twinkle in your eyes… look at the people when you talk and speak your mind.
I did this..I (Aniga)…
Not my shadow…
Not my flesh and skeleton
And yet you still
yearn for an empty skull…
No I won’t be quite
I won’t Stand still
And shine like silver…

Because I am a river…
Beneath my fro underneath the thorn stuck in my afro

thorn as in the past haunting the present, thorn as in the traumas, thorn as in ~ being a woman.

underneath the thorn stuck in my afro
I am a mind to THINK…
I am mind to LISTEN…. I am mind to SPEAK to dance and sing…

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