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Mother Africa!

Seated on a stool,

wrapped in kenté cloth,

one baby on your back

and another at your breast,

with the whole African continent

framing your body

like a magical map:

I see your glory,

I enter into your story,

singing the names

of my twin goddaughters,

Akweley and Akuorkor!

Reina and Reneé,

the first a queen,

the second Reborn—

the hope of the future

that cannot be lost.