The Black African Artist Manifesto

I am one who is remembering.

I come to this clearing ground coiled in questions.

I enter gateways opened by the elements of creation.

I ask—

Why do we exist?

When do we come alive?

Who are we?

What do we offer?

Where are we arriving now?

I return with a reading —a teaching.

a manifesto.

To our ancestors

I offer a libation of great-fullness.

We are your desires fulfilled.