- 2020-10-15 00:18:47+02:00
I think of you my African brother
On the train lost from home
Exiled in five languages
And you
Spanish speaker man in the rain
Asking for the airport home
I can tell you
I have lived far from home
Far from love
I hear your song
I know you belong
There and everywhere
But "not here," they cry
You cry
"Where is my heart to rest then?"
Human brothers
I sigh
Wend my way
Little left to say
Berlin 2014