Månen drar forbi
mens verden trekker seg tilbake bak dører
og byen fryser I den lysende vår
Han begrenser seg i skjulet sitt, også..
Stakkars fyr!
Coronaviruset er ikke fienden, tenker han
men denne kalde natten: Idiot!
Som omfavner meg med skjelvende skam
Gjennom dagen bak en maske
og hver natt under et laken
hans egen kropp i sine armer… Read the rest
Through our distress indeed —
We will not kneel to you; coronavirus.
From east to west,
From north to south,
You blindly rob lives;
You fly over mountains and hills,
Across seas and rivers
You fly with your immense dark wings,
Your shadow poisons the souls.
Through our distancing indeed —
We will not kneel to you; COVID-nineteen
With no … Read the rest
Near madness,
Strangled in the North, the Equator– Ngbadolite, Ngemena, to the Ubangui border– In the center, Tetela land–
Kisangani, Bunia–
In the south, the land of copper, Katanga, Cornered on all sides, deprived country, Following the indomitable flows of its destiny.
Screams are so deep,
Yet the silence around, so guilty. Today, his ride is clothed
With the shameful … Read the rest
Nyatiti is an eight-stringed plucked lyre from Kenya. It is a classical instrument used by the Luo people located in the Nyanza western region in Kenya. It is about three feet long. The player of Nyatiti holds it to his chest, seated on a low stool, with the base firmly to the ground. Usually it is played together … Read the rest