arms are meant for embracing
minds to cultivate dreams of flight
I see you blackchild
ebony skin and white teeth
resident of shadowlands
the carcass of Gulu town
morning has mothered no millet
afternoon no tea
howling belly full of gunfire
rumbling like raging sky
arms are meant for embracing
minds to cultivate dreams of flight
I see you blackhild
camouflage and swagger
patrolling Harlseden pavements
playground of rebels with no cause
dawn rises on broken bottles
dusk on spliffs and rock
howling belly full of gunfire
yearning for a new high
arms are meant for embracing
minds to cultivate dreams of flight
Jessica Horn (20th century) Uganda
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