Tuesday, 16 December 2014

twelve years ago, under African sun,
I sweated under layers of fabric,
not quite white, I wasn't one to lie,
I sweated under the layers of responsibility
and the layers of shoulds, coulds and woulds

two years ago, under African rain,
I danced in the puddles,
flowers in my hair,
I sweated under the layers of responsibility
and the layers of shoulds, coulds and woulds

twelve hours ago, under timed lights,
I sweated under the pressure of trying to sink the ball,
laughing til I cried at crude jokes,
scattered amongst serious discussions on patriarchy
and the layers of shoulds, coulds and woulds
seemed to become what ifs...

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