What They Did Yesterday Afternoon

Friday, 25 August 2017

This poem by Warsan Shire constantly sends volts down my spine. 
Happy weekend everyone! Here's another review post featuring British-Somali poet and activist, Warsan Shire. I've been so obsessed with her work and poetry.
Warsan is one of my greatest inspirations, her style of writing is soft, yet every single word carries so much weight.

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It is particularly relatable to what exactly is going on in the world. The globe needs healing and love.
I continue to remember the people of Ozubulu of my home-state Anambra, each and every soul in Nigeria affected by the terrorist attacks, my ancestors and those who lost their lives and property during the Biafran War of the 60s, my west African brothers and sisters of Sierra Leone and the whole world.

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by Warsan Shire

They set my aunt's house on fire
I cried the way women on TV do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
I called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
I said, 'hello'
he said, 'Warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?'
I've been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
Dear God
I come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
Later that night
I held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
it answered
2 comments on "What They Did Yesterday Afternoon"
  1. This poem is so beautiful😢 made me almost cry....the world needs a whole lot of healing💕💕


    1. Thank you sis! Warsan is amazing and our globe needs healing 🙏🏾💓


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