Tag: public health
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Keep this ease!
The silence you feel, if in a quiet lovely space, if surrounded but love, if with a steady ease that makes leaves wild is a poem. Taste and see how it begins, how it feels.
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Keep knowing your scars!
And what will you do today. My soul wondered out loud ever since we signed up to speak. And how will you celebrate the connections? Art and headwraps, you, motherhood, health and life. This is trivial, simple, we are all these things, and the connections are simple. No doubt today is here. There will be…
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Keep knowing their defeat is eminent.
When your existence is an accomplished fact, and your way of seeing things is the norm, then even if terminated, you are powerful and should still go forth staking your rightful claim as leaders of tomorrow even if today seems bleak. No need being a shadow of who you are. No falling into their trap of…
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Keep home!
When you get home, stop and stare, at nothing, at everything, men crouched working, lorries full driving, birds, four being painted in green and gold, then endless arrays of cars and buses and motorcycles bustling back and forth somewhere, anywhere, like rain failing on your head. When you get home, stop and stare, then begin…
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Keep serving!
The power hidden in serving, how it may make you look small, like a speck, as if feeble, like a candle, all of this, plus, limited time, like a river flowing away, are the reasons to serve. Plus even if you don’t see the river, even if it’s directions, whether up or down, left or…
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Keep living!
I saw an image of a woman dead and it spoke vividly to me to live. To see her dead and just her eyes to testify to her life is the mirror I needed to see and the reminder to live life for as long as life is worth living. Otherwise I too would be…
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Keep the memories of a pandemic!
5 years later, our hair is slowly greying, bones are still wide, and life is running by without a care. From out the dark, at the beginning of the pandemic, words started to emerge from deep within as we trembled through the world. At first, they were concerned about health care workers, all those literally…
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Keep days of love!
And this is what love is: the sounds of a new born this 20th day of February, the same day four years ago, water rained down from above, same day our body began a journey to healing, still the day udara filled our heart with joy, this day we saw colors, wild, orange and full.…
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Keep these days!
Days have minds of their own. Some days I’ll sit and listen as children sing, play, fight, then sing again. Other days, I’ll watch as they live peacefully, teaching the power of love, with blankets draped around their bodies. These days even as we wear this shadow called life, I hope to always to watch,…
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Keep your name!
If you ask, I’ll say freedom, dreams, failure, perseverance, love, community, are the reasons why I do it, give names to the vision, my papa and Onyelo, plus mama, saw when they first named me, framed me, for things good.
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Keep eyes open!
We are taking the best dreams, and the best ideas, and a girl whose mama’s name is Onyelo to open eyes and her grandma who knew Onyelo to tender carefully this little light of hers and here she comes, isioma, an Onicha-ugbo treasure, Celestine’s Obi and may the art in the love that framed you,…
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Keep these STARS who know there are no rules!
These days we see all rules can be broken. Institutions broken. Though we wondered how they would apply the rules, we watched as they applied the rules. Our STARS came brilliant, bright, knowing these are different times, uncertain ones, but their time. We left fully bright, in awe of their brilliance. These may be uncertain…