In Brooklyn we actually go harder.
But not depending on the weather.
Children grew up supporting mothers.
Most of them without any fathers.
We came a longer way, actually from farther.
Coming from Queens, why bother?
Coming from N’djamena, Chad, the others!
We come from the same struggles.
Killing was never part of anything that matters;
Unless you did it to avenge your brothers…
Useless genocides or drug wars,
Death rates were rising, they are losers!
Losing their lives without knowing,
They fought unknowingly; but what for?
I won’t call them Martyrs!
Still the Bible said to never hate each other.
But feed our enemies, here is something from this author.
We will go harder! We shall go even further.
We are over anger, we are over thirst and still believe in hunger.
A Notable Afternoon Escape, Monday March 17th, 2014
© Christian D. Koumtog