| memorabilia the suitcases of my mind are packed and i'm ready to go the treasures of my life are hidden safely in my chest where luxuries of luxury cannot inflict wounds floating foetus snuggled in the womb innocence of secrets smuggled from the tomb the ancient drumsong springs from within the source mountains gently breathe in and out the mist the spirit echoes in time haunting daunting these trepid feet, on tiptoes of humility longing eyes gaze past an ocean of tears to see beyond deconstruction when there was no map but a place when there was no race just a family when there was no politics merely humanity nostalgia grinds out amnesia and carves out the path let it be home and i will go where i have to go let it be life and i will live how i have to live i�ve seen astute minds and heard clever words i�ve seen precious metals and priceless stones but i�ve seen nothing precious as memoriesng precious as memories � Tawona Sithole was featured as part of the Voices From Africa Exhibition St Mungo Museum Glasgow Oct 07-Mar 08 |
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