The African Experience
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Breathe breath, breathe yawn, breathe nothing between breaths
Breathe Worry, breathe Light, slow down your breath
Breathe sleepy breath, Peace, breathe all of Life
Breathe arT
Breathe Peace
Breathe Deeply of generosity
Breathe out to the Children

Breathe the purpose of the life, we breathe compassion
Silence. DarknesS.
Breathe love and sHare.

This discourse is breathIng me out
I need a new breath
This is the discourse: "We need funding."
The premise; the solution; the cure; are elusive and the Goal:

Breathe or "What do you want between DESIre and development?"

Breathe both directions lOOk around
Breathe our lives, what do we Want?
To contribute to the lives of others, breathE
This discourse is a circle coming back to $$$$$

Could there ever be "success" in a never ending cycle could there ever be

The problem, breathe, there is nothing to do, breathe
Nothing to breathe......nothing to do
Breathe Idleness filling in with breath
Breathe this discourse of "What can I do?"
Breathe: I can do nothing
You do nothing
And we need MoNeY
To solve the problem
Breathe. What is the problem?
The source of the problem: mOnEy? We've never had money

Even long before there WASN'T EVEN MONEY

And what is our salvation?
To not want any More
Breathe

I justify my Privilege by saying, "I want no more"
YeT I keep getting MORE

Is the end of desire the end of receiving?
The discourse breathes in a circle, breathes the circle of our breath

The cessation of desire is not the cessation of ACTion.
Breathe action. Breathe. Breathe the song
Breathe raIn. Breathe the African Rhythms
Breathe the African experience of stuffed matatus
S w e r v i n g across the road through mud and valleys

Breathe the lonely eyes floating in the black girl's face

Lanterns are breathing their light into the darkness of faces

Breathe action breathe the EXPERIENCE breathe in the mud
Where we spend our Nights

Breathe The African Experience
BReathe Love for those you love and those that are your home
Breathe the ROACHES on the batHroom walls
Breathe the spiritual song
Breath the static of a Single Station Scarcely collected on the radio
100 years away from electric

The calm flicker of gas-lit compleXions, shadowed on earthen walls
The silence of kerosene nights.....

The word love DANCES
Black East/West/North/South African Experience
A chorus reeling, waiting for its echo to COME BACK from heaven
To signal the start of another day

Breathing and breathing the discourse that begins and Ends with money.
With little hope in between.

Copyright: Tom Radzienda 2001



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