African sisters, we shook the universe last night
Our souls intermingled when we held on tight to those whose voices cracked in pain and those who thought they could abstain with ancestors swirling all about and urging us to sing and shout.
Demanding that we find the strength to break the chains that cause us African women pain.
Like men, and hair and shades of skin and other demons locked within.
There were those who thought they could abstain with ancestors swirling all about directing us to sing and shout.
"Raise your hands in her direction, give that sister our protection."