Best Senegalese Poems

Take me back to my mother's womb
Where darkness was light
Vision my perspective and my third eye well versed
Fluidity championed my freedom, movement boundless.
Where the only ropes that tethered me
were cords that brought nourishment to my blood,
limitless were my stores
My soundtrack the constant beating of the...

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REMEMBER RUBEN
Sons of peasants 
Insolent and craving 
For Grandeur, nay for 
Moneys
Trampling to death, 
Proud, oh! Too proud
To see death beside
Just waiting the
Hour. 


Sons of 
Officers and officials
Pale, empty, worldly
Certificates at shaky hand 
Oubliettes, wine and whores 
They prefer to our flags 
And behind they...

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" Living love is better than prophecying love "
Quote by poet

Why loving them? 
loving them more 
comfort them 
As they have generational fear.
Always think about the revenge 
Of the good people they ill-treated for centuries. 
President Cyril  Ramaphosa once said in Senegal," 
We are here...

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In Ceuta 
 
A Senegalese sat on a stone near the sea
he had tried to get to Spain but didn´t make it.
A nurse spoke to him hugged him.
God smiled down to both of them, 
this moment of tenderness.
Not so the monster calling itself the social...

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To all those house *******, alienated by the darkness of the Republic,
You have forgotten the horrors of slavery and colonization,
To believe in the delusions of assimilation and integration.
Know that in the eyes of the descendants of slave traders,
You are still regarded as chattel, stripped of...

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