You carry yourself with such a respect
although the road's been tremendously hard.
You cast an air of dignity to everything you do.
The wisdom displays itself in your weary eyes.
The knowledge of your heart shines through
penetrating the hull of your outer skin.
You, my wise one, are everything
that I could only dream of being.
The gentleness in your aging face
The way you carefully choose your words
If only we could all see through your eyes
and feel with your wide open heart.
Thank you for sharing even a fraction
of your infinite wisdom with me.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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