The African Experience ----------------------- 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 Gambians Online " Designed With The Gambian People In Mind" http://www.gambiansonline.com ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- To unsubscribe/subscribe or view archives of postings, go to the Gambia-L Web interface at: http://maelstrom.stjohns.edu/archives/gambia-l.html You may also send subscription requests to [log in to unmask] if you have problems accessing the web interface and remember to write your full name and e-mail address. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------