Afrosays to me

…random excerpts from my communions with the AfroMuse

The Sundance June 26, 2010

Filed under: Poetry — afrosays @ 5:44 am
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I woke up this morning to her aura. The room was a beautiful blend ofย  gentle wild flowers, all subtly blended into the essence of something by Coco Chanel. She was here, yes boss!

Her fingers traced the lines of stress on my back that the ‘executive’ chairs at the office had blessed me with. Oh! the travails of modern Sapiens. I was tickling and pringling, enjoying the flirtations of my ethereal companion.

The indulgence ended as quickly as it had started; She berated my inadequacies as an effective town crier. She insulted all the tools of my trade – my Facebook gong needed tuning, my text-message forwarder could only cry as far as my pitiful pocket. She was jealous of all the girls i adapted her dispatches for and was mad that I had left some messages undelivered altogether.

She threatened to leave me!

I begged and promised to buy a waaaaaay sexier gong with autotune.

The bi-polar witch smiled and gave me ‘Sundance’ (and some money too) but you can trust me to enrich my pitiful pocket, and come up with a cheap ass scheme.

Enjoy the first note to be played on my sexy, auto-tuned, blogging gong with a blackberry app to match

SUNDANCE

the sun dance

The African sun dance

Don’t we dance all day?

dance to the music of pain?

bending our backs in obedience to the sun

and lifting our faces to it again

chanting morbid choruses

with our spirits low

spinning in assigned locuses

with our baggage on tow

Don’t we search for better music?

better than the jockey spins?

knowing we can only dance happy

to our own rythm

Don’t we learn new moves?

hoping to get better?

but logic is disproved

with our name on a letter

Ballet bureaucrats,

Mambo managers,

Contemporary contract staff,

Chacha civil servants,

Hip Hop hirelings,

Atilogwu artisans,

All Sundance participants

We’re all sun-dancers, you and I

entertainers from 9-5

dancing in the yellow light

till the day we die!

Do you dance?

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12 Responses to “The Sundance”

  1. Sope Says:

    not bad … ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. Lowlar Says:

    Yep I do dance, we all do. Sucks doesn’t it, wen we dance to a tune we don’t love. The best that can happen is dance to a tune generated by love, by ourselves, the things and the ones we love. xx

  3. Onobote Says:

    I love this! Its d best i’ve read in a while. Bankz nyce! so African

  4. Abimbola Oshodi Says:

    Wow… I dance.. A LOT! … i must say; this is the best I’ve read in a long while.. So apt and so true.. dancing to a tune that we hate so much.. yet we have no choice.. the best thing that we can do is to change the tune to one that is generated by the ones we love, or Maybe from our soul….
    Really nice… ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. Abimbola Oshodi Says:

    Amen!

  6. sebelle Says:

    Music and dance is what life is all about! we jus need to pick the songs we dance to and the rythm. nyc one brov!

  7. BMartins Says:

    This is very cool

  8. evabenjamin Says:

    Love Love this, buh its a tad depressing tho.
    In this sundance, music fades… moves get old, but the song that goes on, is the one that’s made in your soul. Where each thump of your heart is like drum beat fueling ur every move, the rhythm of the music takes you on a high, and u find yourself dancing with moves you never had to learn… Moves u never even thot you could do… Thats the Sundance i wanna be a part of.


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