Abiodun Oyewole’s  “The African Mistique”

Abiodun Oyewole’s “The African Mistique”

Day 2 – February 2, 2015

Call it the magic of melanin
The essence of soul
No drug could take its place
No amount of practice
Can give you this edge
This is an african thing
An electric sensation
Felt by anyone who can see and feel
No one can teach this
But it’s there like the air
With an attitude
Mother Nature stands with hands on hips
Daring you to change the weather
Jackie had it when he stole home plate
Jack Johnson had it when he hit you in your face
It’s like the music that’s not written
But it makes you dance
It’s the african drum
Beating even after the drum was taken away
We be the beat of life
You can hear and feel the rhythm
When Serena takes the court
Even her sister Venus
Has voodooized the sport
Ali made it glisten
And rope-a-doped you with his charm
Michael Jordan mastered the science
Even the officials were disarmed
It can’t be copied bought or captured
It’s the freedom of the african soul
Bathing in the well of our ancestors
It is truly black diamond and gold
—ABIODUN, 2-1-15

Abiodun Oyewole is one of the founding members of The Last Poets. He’s reachable at “poetabiodun@yahoo.com”. If you’d like to watch a very telling interview of Abiodun https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8KKxT5G2tU. I am fortunate and privileged to publish this original poem.

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