my Negritude is not a stone, its deafness thrown
against the clamor of the day my Negritude is not a speak of dead water on
the dead eye of earth my Negritude is neither tower nor cathedral.
Notebook of a Return to My Native Land
my Negritude is not a stone, its deafness thrown
against the clamor of the day my Negritude is not a speak of dead water on
the dead eye of earth my Negritude is neither tower nor cathedral.
Notebook of a Return to My Native Land