Grandmother's Shack

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                                                         Grandmother’s Shack I heard someone shouting loudly, which was bizarre in the morning. I got out of our house and tried to listen to where the noise was coming from. That is when I saw Rita, my younger cousin, running down the hill towards our compound. She had a twig that she was waving profusely from east to west. I knew she was in distress, but could not make out what she was trying to say. By this time, everyone had come out of their houses, including grandmother Teresia. Rita never made it to our compound, as we saw her fall down abruptly as she came down the hill. Samson, my older cousin, ran out of the compound, followed by my uncles, to check what had happened to her. To understand our past I will have to go back to the beginning. There were five houses with two shacks in ou...

Black Child

As black as charcoal,
Charcoal that is like tar,
Tar that is like the back of my hand,
Am the black child of a black continent.

As red as blood,
Blood that is like pepper,
Pepper that is like my life,
Am the black child of a black continent.

As blue as the sky,
The sky that is like the ocean,
The ocean that is like my heart,
A black child of a black continent.


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