As l jot this down an expression of feeling has already found its way down my cheek........in such moments l trace back the glimmering conception of the dehumanizing characters of the ones that claimed to be of same blood with me.
The emotions and anger harnessed inside for long , they sprout high like waves but in mid air they gracefully find their way back into the ocean so wide so deep.
I am a black ocean , containing all of all kinds octopuses ,......,.....,
In such moments when the soil sifts into the waters chocking my every breath ,hurting my so many amphibians ,polluting me.......
Deepening my hatred for the land, quickening my sympathies for the algae n seahorse in me
In silence and contamination l analyze the thoughts that pass through the chambers of my soul
*Be still Fresh waters are coming*