Remembering Who We Are (for Al-Bishak)

    I remember 
    those tomb tales that 
    set you down the Nile to
    see things for yourself  
    and those coming 

    yes, I remember 
    how you used to sit up on 
    the shelves of Alexandria 
    beside the memories 
    of long lost crowns

    back then you used to 
    scan the missing chapters 
    and the gaps between
    seeking out secrets  

    I can't forget
    how speck by speck you 
    cleared the racial lies left 
    over by the passing winds

    how you used to sit 
    afterwards by the sea
    to dinners served by fairies 
    from the scripts of legends

    though we still sing with 
    tongues not ours but of 
    masters turned slaves trying 
    to forget how to remember 
    I will never forget

    I shall keep the landmark 
    for perhaps tomorrow we 
    will hearken to your call
    and try to locate our place

    or perhaps some restless 
    spirits defying the laws 
    shall smash the locks and 
    return us to who we are.

    (c) Sumaila Umaisha

    The poem was inspired by Professor Al-Bishak's BLACK PAPYRUS, an intellectual work that traces global origins of writing and written literature to black Africa.


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