Can these flowers grow below thee dirt?
Is She holding them out to me or to the earth?
Must’ve been inaccurate perceptions that I had to misjudge inadequate intentions to do bad
If I believe Immaculate Conception was a fact, I can’t conceive why I’d attract attention, fade to back
Sections of secluded secrets say
But She knew all the wrong reasons that we pray
Fastened in, cast again, last to win, last two win
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