She knelt beside the Kilimanjaro some four hundred years ago,
along the boundary between green grass land and parched-
my sister with the rich plaits twined into a scalp made from durable
dust. A head made to withstand the strength of a lone mountain.

She sometimes looked up to dark skies, prayed for the day she might
join the ceremonial bridal march-a rite of passage
for those whose strengths are buried in deserted mountains,
those whose curiosity flow like lava into almost deserted valleys.

Colorful, woman who dared to call a mountain home and learned
to dance, move to tunes bound to her free thighs, colorful.
Woman who felt a mountain slowly transform, trampled
and become one with a crashing curbside in Baltimore.

Colorful, woman who danced as one with a mountain, dances
on a curbside with sheaves borrowed from the last silent bridal march,
tunes borrowed from the last mourner’s ballad bound to aching thighs-

My sister
sways her hips to the new rhythm of silence like sheaves in still air.
My sister
stares with colorful eyes at our brother’s still nose bridge.

Lind Grant-Oyeye, an award winning poet was born in Nigeria, Africa. She has published work in several international literary magazines such as: Sentinnel, UK, E-fiction India, Blue Bonnet USA, Periphery, USA, Paper wasp, Australia, Sub-saharan Magazine. Her poem "bear necessities" formed part of an anthology of top poems, 2015-Polar bear expressions Canada. She won the UHRSN international human rights poetry award for her poem "m-moments." She contributed to the University of Birmingham sponsored project on the cultural aspect of the Greek economic crisis project via poetry.