ONE Sierra Leone: The people


Mama Birthed me
Along the east end of Freetown right around Fourah Bay
She oiled the bends of my elbows with Yoruba
And made certain that my knees always settled eastward back to my roots
She dipped her feet into the waters of Aberdeen
Her hands lifted high to her ears beautifully during each salat
Reminded by echoes of each day’s palava at Macaulay’s Court Barry, that she is liberated
Carrying me on her back

-Akindele Decker

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