africentricity, by Clarevoyant Subscribe to rss feed for Clarevoyant

are you thinking “does she mean afrocentric”? i never
liked afrocentric; to me, a fro ain’t nuthin but a do. i
would laugh and ask where the fuck is afroca (somewhere
between negroland and the land of the left sock?). i know
it’s all from the latin, but we aren’t discussing the
romans, are we?

what comes to your mind when you see/hear the word? for me,
it means being black, beautiful and proud; maybe it means
other things that i don’t know, and you will tell me (i
promise to quote you every chance i get).

let me tell you right now; i’m a clothes, hair and shoe
freak. when i consider africentricity, i consider ochre
haired sistahs, dreds, doo rags, kente cloth, bandanas and
mules that my feet won’t see in this lifetime. a woman on
the continent isn’t any more genetically or
“authentically” afrikan than a woman greasing her scalp
in the arkansas delta. we’re all-in-one -- it’s our
heritage. no need to be stingy cos there’s enough for
everybody.

(this went on one of my websites. i really like it, and i
still giggle when i read it).
Posted: 2005-04-20 15:29:03 UTC

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2007-03-16 05:19:08Angel of Music
I think that this could be a really good poem w/o the profanity