Oh Maya

I did not know you well but I knew your words

I knew not your conutenance but I knew your voice

I knew not your past but I knew your words were deeply rooted in life

I knew not why but I knew your words were built with strength

I did not know you well but I knew your words

tis now that your are gone your words live on

and still I rise

like dust

like air

like hope sprining high 

For you 

For I 

For We are 

The dream and hope of the slave

I knew you not but I knew your words