We walked together
with many smiles on those dusty Kenyan roads.
You taught me how to see
through your African face. We laughed. We wept.

I was a young, 28-year-old, hot-headed foreigner,
but you patiently led me by the hand
and showed me your home, taught me your language and customs.
You were my multilingual interpreter.

You were wise, and I, often, foolish.
So many times, I tested ...

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I have learned that I am African that I have African blood

I have African brothers that protect me and will not let me fall

 I've learned about the atrocities that slaves went through

I've walked through the dungeons and smelled and seen the horrors that slaves experienced

I stood in the female dungeon and heard the cries for help and felt the fear that these women went through

I've...

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