Eritrea… Dry winds envelop you, sunshine never leaves you, and sweet rain fills you The Red Sea, your favorite companion, forever lies down next to you Eritrea…… The world doesn’t even know you exist They don’t know your name They don’t know about your struggles They don’t know you But I know your courage I …
Most times I get a blank expression. And sometimes I get an opponent Ready to teach me a lesson. I am not sure why I keep talking. I wonder if I’m merely entertaining. Do they really care about my story? Do they really care to understand? There are those who look at me deeply trying …
I traveled across lands and several bodies of water to make it here. The moment I stepped out of the plane and took my very first step on the grounds of Eritrea I knew I was home. Sometimes it’s frustrating when you try to communicate with people and it feels impossible to …
“If you want to say that I was a drum major, say that I was a drum major for justice. Say that I was a drum major for peace. I was a drum major for righteousness. And all of the other shallow things will not matter.” – Martin Luther King Jr. During …
Silence should no longer be the alternative to our words. This film was created in response to a youth contest in 2007 for the National Coalition Against Censorship (NCAC). The question was “How does censorship affect you?” Read more like this : Black life – A February Series
Humanity, Taking it in gradually As it fills my body It fills me… ignites different emotions throughout me Reluctantly, I receive Filled by the reality of constant tragedies Reminded of the magnitude of inhumanity Confused… Confused by civilization What are we? You and me… This blood that flows through our bodies, This heart that pumps …
‘You’re not black’ she said to me, as we walked home from school. I could feel heat spread on my brown face, Feeling hurt and angry. Why would she reject me? I am part of this community. So I passionately, defended my ‘black’ identity. She rolled her eyes and with amusement in her voice, …
I remember begging the bouncer to let my friends and I in. Why are you not letting us in? I looked at his brown face a shade darker from my own. Tears rolling from my eyes because I knew we did nothing wrong. The laughing array of white faces behind the glass walls, totally …
Slowly magnetic energy moves through you. You connect. You connect and you realize how brilliant and how lovely the connection is. You realize a connection like this can only be described as sacred.
Red and Brown, Dry Land. Dust on Shoes and Face and on Hands. A beautiful light paints the sky Vibrant and clear. Sometimes clouds hug one another closely, forming mountains in the sky. The Red in the dirt brings life to the land of the disconnected. From afar it is beautiful, everyone seems to be …