Black and White Yoyage

Black and White Yoyage Ying and Yang come to mind that wakes up in the morning Harmony the task for the day and the nights of the soul as black coffee takes hold with bits of refined white powder No credit card needed to shoot up the lines just sweetener Money short as many times but the fangs of depression at bay in the haven of a polychrome garden paradise around Abundance mixes genesis and evolution blends the colours cherishes diversity celebrates similarities holds dear all the differences which we humans bring to the daily party On my travels to Spain with bright sun and black secrets in history memories civil strife and factional fracture I stumbled into Guernica the painting the scream into hell No hues no colourant just clarity’s pigment shadows and all where the white flag of peace had been bombed into dust with help of Mussolini’s black shirts and fascist brown hue From a chessboard of aerial precision it was black or white a foreplay of what was to come in the wars to proceed in white ashen faces and clean shaven razor blades of demise Back in South Africa’s so called rainbow nation I have digested distorted figures of human targets screaming animals shattering aeroplane parts sending Picasso’s message into the world Black and white still struggle here overt and covertly where Apartheid lives on some lives matter more than some others in a country steam rolled by corruption of capitalistic greed Coffee in hand and sweet sugar soothing my wake up call it all seems so powerless when I as a minion of resistance confide my wish for full colours to the message of love Ying and Yang leaves no room for aggression no place for killing fields in the pastures of plenty just whisks and whiffs of what could become if understood we are all black and white 15th February 2017