Archive for April, 2011

For Maya, a healer for all humanity

April 4, 2011

This is a love letter

From a poetic son,

To mother of poetry for the human spirit

From South Africa,

To far away places like Southeast Arkanasia

Your words of wisdom touch all humanity,

From a lover of literacy like Oprah,

To a freedom fighter like Nelson Mandela

In a time where fightin’ was natural,

You reminded us to never forget

That we are a human family

From the prisoner to the pusher to the poor girl,

Your prose and poetry puts all people on a parallel podium

From the aspiring junkie and the melancholy men,

To a man bigot and the phenomenal woman

You make us run the gamut

From tears of personal pleasure and pain,

To a manageable mourning grace

It’s no accident that you have become our mothering blackness,

Nurturing a society suffering from the sickness of senses of insecurity

You write for us,

Who dare not dare to challenge the status quo

And you champion the cause of equality,

Only making ignorance feel insignificant

With you Maya, we saw beyond our seeming

And dreamed beyond our dreaming,

And, in retrospect,

You helped me have the prescience to also promote healing

Oh, Maya Angelou,

Maya Angelou,

May-a-angel-o-u all the blessings in heaven

That you bestow on the often heavy heart of humanity

Avec merci, Mother Maya for your vision,

And being willing to take time out to help us all be free,

And for helping me realize that when I think about myself,

It ain’t that bad to me

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