writing from the seat of bliss
poetry. thoughts. prose. dreams.
1.05.2013
come, dambala...
mama nina
workin the ancestral antenna
givin the downpressor
somethin he can feel
in the heart and soul
he act like he ain't got
...til he gets where he's goin.
you slavers will know
what it's like to be a slave...
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