Kwanzaa, Kuumba & Creativity

[Usiku]

Baba Receives Permission To Speak is a tribute to Kwanzaa, Kuumba, creativity, culture, heritage and black pride. This is a powerful, positive poem honoring Mama Afrika and her descendants. This spiritual poem is a reminder of our strength, endurance and the essence of who we are.

We are a creative people,
Putting mud to cloth to stay,
Rituals of proud display,
Beware of the civilized way,
And listen to what Mama say.

We are God's, and Afrika's artistry,
A skillful blend of vibrant clay,
As we crouch beside the tiger the old way,
To capture the hope of a sacred life,
"Feel the butterfly," according to "Dre."

People! We are incredibly intelligent!
Stoop close to understand what was meant,
The truth, the wisdom, the origin,
The season and soil of expansiveness,
Yes! We dance,
To consecrate the continent.

We are magic and rhythm,
Each poetic is seen through vision,
As Momma embraces each song,
Cry not long,
Rains will prove to soothe the pains,
'Til all sounds sleep in her cradle.

We are grains of spirit,
Precious as one, powerful in sum,
Resolute and esteemed we come,
To restore elder knowledge in the prodigal young,
And to listen as we hear it.

"Baba" is a Swahili word meaning "Father." "Afrika" is a preferential choice. It is an affirmation that the continent I speak of is the Mamaland, the God created birthplace. Type "Afrika spelling" into Google for a fuller explanation of the meaning inherent in "Afrika."

[Usiku]

Asante Sana! I pray we will open ourselves to creativity and all the principles of Kwanzaa which are meant to be a mindset and lifestyle and not a mere 7 day observance.

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A skillful blend of vibrant clay,
As we crouch beside the tiger the old way,
To capture the hope of a sacred life,
"Feel the butterfly," according to "Dre."

People! We are incredibly intelligent!
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The truth, the wisdom, the origin,
The season and soil of expansiveness,
Yes! We dance,
To consecrate the continent.

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As Momma embraces each song,
Cry not long,
Rains will prove to soothe the pains,credit card payment
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