If We Were Bourn Free
Imagining a new world
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who | Gogo Isolezwe (they/ them), Sangoma, gender anarchist, and pawerent queering life.
How bad would it be if we were bourn free
If the woods gathered in hum
And at the stake, it was the oppressors' skull
How bad would it be be
If it only were my cattle horns that chased and chiselled me
On lands that lineage and age invite of me
On hills that they once prayed
And wells of rivers that swayed through communities and their different hues
How bad would it be
if a birds call was the only siren I knew
And institutions didn't pull trigger on me
If my oppressor wasnt emboldened to free, on me,
That I only knew Bomb as a production, and not destruction accompanied
How bad would it be
That plane reverberations didn't PTSD he, she, they as they just be
That my LGBT and Q and A and all those rain and bowed under umbrella plus
How bad would it be
If it were my plane that crashed in your window payne
And it weren’t my people in ones, twos, in millions, displaced
Hm, but power doesn't work that way,
When you don’t look ayran-kind of way
How bad would, would it be
If I didn't have to turn to the sea to rather swallow me
Questions to ponder
Can resistance be peaceful?
How does the trauma of war affect the survival of culture?
What role does education play in liberation?
