Long Senegal Poems

Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Goree Island
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: February/2014


 I see the blood
of my ancestors 
that swell
 in the Atlantic ocean 
on 
Goree Island -

The unmerciful ill winds 
that fell 
over my people, 
in Senegal, 
on that 
horrific night, 
brought the European's, 
across the Atlantic, 
to our Village -

Everything...

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I write in remembrance of the late Dennis Liwewe (Zambia's No.1 and Celebrated Football Commentator). Here is a short football commentary:
"Ah, this is Dennis Liwewe. We are here in Mauritius, where the two sides, Zambia...

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HEAL THY SELF O WOUNDED AFRICA 
                (no to XENOPHOBIA).
      
Wake up a voice shouted...

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This Medusa had no power to turn us into stone
but when she ran aground over Poseidon's throne
his anger stirred, and into the sea the crew was flung.
On a raft urgently built of salvaged timbers we...

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I AM AFRICA
I am a mother not a murderer
Patronage of numerous natural resources
Filled with beautiful creatures are my tropical
My heritage, adorned with glorious cultures
In the forest of the night I form
Seeds of great black minds

I...

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When I look at the Nile or Niger
My heart overflows with joy for such a wonder 
As currents daringly flow on each iconic river 
Every fountain has wealth embedded in its waters
Each mountain, sealed by...

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A voice I've never heard,An inspiration,something of wonder
                         A switch,a spark,a...

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Some have the right to bear arms 
But I appreciate pens rather then commotions,
 Homicides, aiding in brawls,
 Or in middle class genocides
, car alarms, sirens in the distant horizon
 Of my suburban neighborhood
 Hearing...

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Water, water everywhere!  What a spectacular view!
The Master's Hand steers our course as we sail the ocean blue!

Though the billowing waves may toss our man o' war about,
The Master Pilot will keep us safe,...

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It was out in Venezuela when I ran into this sailor
He was sitting at the bar, right next to me 
He was rugged he was mean and he wasn’t very clean
But I listened when he...

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The Carpet Seller and Dali Lama 

The carpet seller in Cascais is tall wears kaftan and his ebony 
face looks as a relief of an Egyptian Farao…. Carries his carpets
 on his forearm (like an...

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JOY & SUNSHINE

It was the music of Joy
by the AKA Trio,
three men from Senegal, Italy
and Brazil whose lilting play
was the gracious gift, through
kora, guitar and the softest
percussion, of the exhilarating
sound of sunshine
“Does it sound like...

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I'm stuck on a voodoo doll
she's pinned me, she's sinned me
stuck on steal within me 
may be alike soul that's akin me
don't matta none, she's jus' in me

I thought she might be from Senegal,
or Haiti...

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When Meeting Beauty 

I read the menu at the restaurant looked up and saw 
a pair of brown leg stretching up to heaven and thought
this waitress is from Senegal, as all beautiful women are
born there,...

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" Living love is better than prophecying love "
Quote by poet

Why loving them? 
loving them more 
comfort them 
As they have generational fear.
Always think about the revenge 
Of the good people they ill-treated for centuries....

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Please,  hear my declaration, Africa,
your deserts and your plains call out to me.
Now hear my condemnation, Africa,
the killing of your people cannot be.

You are a land of plenty, Africa,
and yet this sacrifice you do...

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An African Queen 
 Senegal what do I know of that country
 But I have sailed past her coast, alas, she
 Is married to Dakar nothing I can do.
 She spoke French the tall lady...

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