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Drumming Back To Freedom…

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Photo by Toni Roberts; Djembe

Ah

   the weather is finally warming…

soon it will be time to

return to the

   park…

to the

   drums…

drumming back to freedom

   under the heat of the city sun…

back to

   Africa…

back to

      freedom

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Yemaya–Photo by Toni Roberts

 

dancing to the call of the

orishas...

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Photo by Toni Roberts

in the wild abandon of

forgetfulness

we are back in the

   bush...

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Tools for Journeying…Photo by Toni Roberts

 

released from our

   rat-infested tenements

from the

drugs

crime

grinding poverty

and

devastation

that has not abated since first they

dragged us

bound

and

chained

across the waters

to this

new world

this new version of

hell

called

modern

western

      civilization

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Grandfathers and Drum; Photo by Toni Roberts

   and so…

in the noisy

crowded summer heat

of a Harlem park

we beat our drums

and dance our way

back home

to

Africa...

to the

   Motherland

to

   Freedom

Toni Roberts’ Artwork and Photography are available at:

http://www.cafepress.com/DaughtersofGaia

http://www.cafepress.com/orishatreasures

http://www.fineartamerica.com/art/all/toni+roberts/all

http://toniroberts.imagekind.com

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My Love Team and I…

It felt so good

reaching out this weekend

to touch

those

whom

I

love…

All of my “sister-friends”

and male counterparts who are

animus to my anima

Strong beings of like spirit

indomitable warriors

who never give up or lose hope…

Women and men who have learned from life

that morning always follows night

that rainbows appear

after the most frightening of storms…

that new life follows

the bloody, backbreaking,

vagina-tearing pain of

childbirth…

I am so grateful for this love-team…

some of us having

looked major, boogie-men killers:

like cancer…strokes..heart attacks

straight in the eye–

defying self and societal conditioning–

making the so-called, killer,

blink first…

And now, my love-team and I

march on through Life

persevering and steadfast

laughing, dancing, dreaming, drumming…earning doctorate degrees

taking on new lovers

Never looking back…

oblivious to our contemporaries

who fall by the wayside

brought down by their belief

in sickness and

old

    age…

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