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Dec 2014
Joy
They say you be gone Joy
She be gone they say
And I asks them
Would you be content if they told you, your joy be gone
Would you continue to inhale this dead life into you?
I say be more alive than life itself
Joy be the music in my soul and I dance to her
I dance till my feet move, till they looks me in the eye and shake their heads
You be here Joy,
Joy you be gone
You be here, I feel you Joy, you be here
You be Alive
You be gone
She done leave you they say
I say Joy would never leave me
She be the sunshine, she be sweet like Honey old folk music
I have seen slaves move to her beat
Honey my joy be fireflies, my joy flies
She be here
Joy be here
What if Joy be all these diary pages I's been ripping off?
What if she….
Maybe mama be right……..Joy gone
Joy not here
My womb too bitter for Joy
She be gone
Written by
Malaika ndegeOcello  Motherland
(Motherland)   
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