Truest words spoken by the sistah Jamila Lysicot about Haiti last night @ La Pregunta Cafe!
Home, homeland, casa quemada, tierra arrazada, arrancad@ por las raices, where is our homeland and the way back, where are our people, where is our culture, why does my tongue get stuck, and why do we wander in foreign lands that hate and oppress us, as they have hated/hate and oppressed/oppress the original inhabitants – los aborigenes, las compañeras, todita la gente de color?
But, though we come from somewhere allá and live somewhere else acá, we live and celebrate who we are, our culture, our people, our land where we cannot be. And we fight for our full lives in our adopted exiled lands, breath the air, nurture the seeds/eggs, joining the people there/here to fight for human dignity, love, human connection, celebration through our myriad creativities,
justice <——-sometimes too fleeting, and transformation which we make real on da daily.
Remembering and holding in my heart the communities of Haiti as they live the one year anniversary of so many years of neglect and tragedy.
One doesn’t need technology to connect, to live, to celebrate con la Madre Tierra y with each other
nor to resist/take down the despots!
¡Adelante Haiti, Egipto, Tunisia, Jordania, Palestina, Libiya, Adelante!