Bravo is a cell injected in my body about to explode Bravo is a substance reaction that made my Bubu blind Bravo is a deliberate performance in the sky A calculated invisible to camouflage the visible Burn tears burn dry Bravo is my siblings born a defect machine Bravo is a gene I pass A replicate of a poisonous culture But you know…. My Island a Castle before Bravo. My skin is sun kissed But my body is Bravo Bravo! That’s what the outsider say for ‘WELL DONE” The Italians think it means “BRAVE” But you know what I think?
Luisa Tuilau, the salt in the water. “I am betting on love. Love is our strength. Love formed the weave and called it to being. It is love for who we are and for which we are that will set us all free. Love is the advocate that transcends bilateralism. Love is the decision maker in us, with us and through us. It is about love. It is about ALL of us.”