Tapioca

Onyame
Onyame
Onyame
Onyame

I thank the pavement for every jump it let me make
I thank my legs and others for every dive in the sea
I thank the houses, even the ones for rent that know how to host you
Thanking every now and then is unavoidable
When the moon is seen during the day
Like summer turns into fall
I've arrived here
I'm fine even though it's Monday
I feel like I'm breathing the air that spins the world as if it were a propeller

I thank the neighborhood for all the things you couldn't give me
Because what wasn't there, I invented
I could imagine it
When you don't see the stars during the day
When school ends in June

Sunday has arrived
It's a choir singing
Finding yourself at noon
I thank everything
The smell of bread from the other side of the world
I say thank you and play louder
And play even louder

It's Sunday

I thank the neighborhood for all the things you couldn't give me
Because what wasn't there, I invented
I could imagine it