The women in the water are drinking up the sea

The baby for the slaughter – he smiles up to you and me

The tourist in the floater speeding off to take their ease,

Me, I’m walking by the water and I’m feeling the sea breeze.

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It feels like destiny, a mystery

The God Wind has a hold on me

The sand crabs walking at my feet

Slip into holes – don’t know where they lead.

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How come everything’s duality?

My body aches for raw simplicity

The women drinking up the sea,

They regurgitate a kiss for me

The child lies murdered at my feet

And the God Wind blows to history,

The God Wind blows to history.

Lamu, Kenya, 2006