Where is Home / Hae ke Kae

Ka Bohaleng / On the Sharp Side (feat. Alan Keary, Alice Zawadzki, Fred Thomas, Mamadou Sarr, Rakhi Singh, Ruth Gibson, Sidiki Dembele & Simran Singh)

Breath breaks
truth spills
walls tremble behind my ribs
a cry with no key
a plea with no master
I split the air
to see what falls out

I throw my voice at the ceiling
it dodges
it fractures
it comes back laughing
I taste metal
I taste memory
I taste the night refusing to sleep

No bars
no cages
no five-line prison
only the pulse of the nerve
the pulse of the wound
the pulse of the world that never asked permission

Let the horn scream
let the drum spit
let my mind walk barefoot through broken glass
until truth catches up
and says
keep going

I peel off the skin of yesterday
drop it on the floor
step over it
step through it
step out of it
I become nothing
I become every noise I feared

I whisper revolt
I bark it
I shake it loose from the bones
radical honesty
hot as a match-head
cold as the moment before you fall

There is no harmony
only collision
only the wild mathematics of being alive
and refusing to shrink

I open my chest
let the chaos speak
it does not apologize
it does not bow
it only says
again
again
again

Ka Bohaleng / On the Sharp Side (feat. Alan Keary, Alice Zawadzki, Fred Thomas, Mamadou Sarr, Rakhi Singh, Ruth Gibson, Sidiki Dembele & Simran Singh)

Abel Selaocoe