I still hear you humming, Mama. The colour of your song calls me home. The colour of your words saying, Let her be. She got a right to be different. She gonna stumble on herself one of these days. Just let the child be. And I be, Mama.
Sonia Sanchez... in order to be a true revolutionary, you must understand love. Love, sacrifice, and death.
Sonia SanchezPoetry is subconscious conversation, it is as much the work of those who understand it and those who make it.
Sonia SanchezWhat is the beauty of the haiku is that it is not simplistic. The beauty of the haiku I just said is very complex. It reaches all the complexities of our life on this Earth. Peace - that's a very complex idea, peace, so we can't get it as human beings.
Sonia Sanchez