DJ Been-NO-Where’s Dreams of An African Experience.

When I First -FIRST – FIRST curled my toes around African Soil

I had an uncontrollable urge to play everything from the 8th Light to Thieves in the Night

from marley to spike.  to chess. to soccer.

from sun to father, i wanted to play a game of Mamba,

ANYTHING!!!

          I wanted to THROW JAVELINS   at  wild things that

                                                            gave birth  while running

                                                                               to scream in a ‘new language’ 

 for day to break beats into poems

and poems to break down into psalms and shalloms

I wanted tanned skinned drums to sing new songs through my palms

til there was sky in my mouth

and storms in my shoulders

til I felt older and stronger than the stories between my toes

those prose in sand script,

stitched with the scent of the innocent’s blood

and salt

and party

and bullshit.

 

~ by blackatticus on June 29, 2008.