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.