Introducing Iyeoka Okoawo...

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  1. CeeApril 12, 2009 at 5:46 PM

    Mama that was great, loved the poem....makes lots of sense, good for meditation..

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  2. MBB Founder and Editor Denene MillnerApril 13, 2009 at 9:37 AM

    BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  3. AnonymousApril 13, 2009 at 11:07 PM

    I have no words.
    Where do I start.
    No words.
    Just powerful.
    Thank you for the introduction.

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  4. TessaApril 15, 2009 at 8:33 AM

    "Echoes of revolution in the air...." Yes, we hear them. A disturbing and beautiful poem song.

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  5. RE AusetkmtApril 17, 2009 at 3:37 PM

    Mama, BadGalsRadio added you to it's Blogroll today. we hope to get the same blessing from you. this is a wonderful video. she is a great singer with a powerful message. we'll be highlighting your site very soon on EntrePOD.

    Bless

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  6. Hana Njau-OkoloApril 18, 2009 at 12:32 AM

    Thank you for your comments.

    @RE Ausekmt: Thank you for adding me to your blogroll. While I follow quite a number of blogs, it is my practice to include blogs that align freely with my creative energy on my blogroll.

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  7. UnknownApril 29, 2009 at 3:35 PM

    I really really like this. I poached it for my facebook page. Thanks MamaShujaa

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  8. Hana Njau-OkoloApril 29, 2009 at 8:51 PM

    Karibu Mwistar.

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  9. IYEOKANovember 14, 2009 at 11:21 AM

    For THIS MOVEMENT we dance!
    We sing like LOVE is SUPPOSED to come from the TOP of our lungs.
    On this night we learn how to remember that WE BELONG.
    ON THIS night we LEAD liFe for a LIVING.
    ON THIS NIGHT WE GO TRIBAL on joyLESSness
    Yes...IT'S ON.
    WE SECOND HAND SMOKE on hope and forgive everything.

    YOU ARE WELCOME HERE
    You are TriBE.
    spread this:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cGYd9JxHQk
    -Iyeoka

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