In honour of Ghana’s beautyful Black Stars football team – very decidedly born – which reached the quarterfinals of the 2010 FIFA World Cup tonight:
He who had so often helped with his patient talk of the cycle of life and death, youth and age, newness and decay, of the good food we eat and the smelly shit it turns into with time: in spite of all the outer calm, he too was in pain. How often had he not said it—that this was the way with all of life, that there was nothing anywhere that could keep the promise and the fragrance of its youth forever, that everything grows old, that the teeth that once were white would certainly grow to be encrusted with green and yellow muck , and then drop off leaving a mouth wholly impotent, strong only with rot, decay, putrescence, with the smell of approaching death.
- The Beautyful Ones are Not Yet Born by Ayi Kwei Armah
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