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A poem written by Anthony Anaxagorou with music by Karim Kamar. The piece deals with the unlawful killings of black citizens by the civil authorities in both the U.S and the U.K while also highlighting the protracted refugee crisis along with the increase in racism and xenophobia. - All proceeds raised will go towards aiding refugees currently situated in Calais
lyrics
How The Sky Finds Us
I ask
if I could fit my entire past
into your ears
would there be enough space in your blood
to handle what they did to me?
Is your heart ready, now?
Two lovers bounce a kiss
off the space between their lips
the future is a worn out
promise
a fatigued pigeon pushes the broken
edge of sky, newspaper-grey
dribbles down another hour
stabbing in fight of lost
ground, hooded youth
worn by locust and wasp
alive to be bullet-shot dead
black gun white fist, silver badge
of fire and force, skin the colour of wrong
grave yards become bedrooms
where the young
lay their heads down to dream
in open spirit the prison of earth
melts into stars, the sweet and unloved
hang like lavalieres around the neck
of a tree older than thought
we could list them all like door numbers
we could list them all like genocide
but we won’t, instead we will march
them straight into heaven
Trayvon, Eric, John, Michael, Tanisha,
Tamir, Mark, Sandra, Stephen and Smiley.
There is no grave like the ocean
paper mouths try to close
off the leak, quick breathe back
the drowning, pray away
the flood
pencil boats snap like rage
into shattered fractions,
a thousand lives break from
within it
lives so giant and small
finding the end of the sea
and the top of a headline
with eyes still fixed on God.
Council estate manor drawn to
rusted meat licking the fat of teeth
lager hands hammer-beaten
by government cut-throat Tory
blue razors
tribal hate-march the scum and slag
Union Jacks bursting open the air
like death hounding the royal sails
of weddings and births
blame the white collar of canard and fib
old boy body-snatchers remain plenty
Obama death, Cameron death,
Bush death, Blair death
the dying of life and survival of death,
sand-graves fresh with innocence,
explosions at the door, in the garden,
by the sink and in the heart
home is a body you bury
home is a name you choke on
Arafat, Jamal, Samira, Mohammed,
Mahmoud, Zeinab, Ahmed and Suheir.
They kill all the flowers at once -
all that beauty, all that brilliance
all that gone.
Two lovers bounce a kiss
off the space between their lips
the future waits
as an unreported oil spill
war perverts the lights
they did it to her on a Sunday in the brightness of her summer dress,
hand to mouth, year to year
only her suicide knew
a boat rocks still against the blue
a flame waves warm under a spoon
there’s a solitary eagle cruising its altitude
like a guard
two lovers now contain rain
and the sky stays cluttered with Gods.
credits
released August 18, 2016
Poetry - Anthony Anaxagorou
Music - Karim Kamar
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021