B11: Trees (1:10)
Cast out the seed on the sidewalk- just once/Told the soil we’d have it grow there plenty of space to steal from the sun/Thought we’d have a tree by summer, no it’s just a watermelon/We won’t grow, we won’t grow/We will grow if we won’t grow/Water inside on the side of the side/Fire outside as we hide on the side/Chop up the seed on the sidewalk- just once/Told the soil please let it grow there’s not enuff heat in that sun/Hope to have some wood for the winter, song of a son of gun
The British-Somali poet draws upon everything from leftfield folk to minimalist spoken-word, bound together by simple-yet-cutting wordplay. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2021