We walk throughout the courtyard
That great young time
Shadows so confined now
There is peace in the valley
I hear the sounds from the ocean
Music is in my head
The voices are calling me
Telling me not to tread
Can't you see the countryside growing taller everyday?
Don't you always believe in me?
I feel like something not from this reality
I always try to find you
But I find out that you are not truthful
You are just living out a dream
I need to find somebody
Someone to take to the grave
The dove flies next to me
The shining sun
The terrible ones
The grinding is higher now
Just overlooking the mountains
I have found the stream
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
Be always safe,
Karen