A voice went out and a flame lit
Her name makes the depths of the Saloum Delta vibrate
Her voice reached the various horizons of the Saloum mangroves
Symbol of resistance and commitment, she spoke for the women of the 21 islands of Saloum
She was born in this little earthly paradise suspended between the Atlantic Ocean and the Saloum River.
An island with multiple choices. Choice between sea fishes and those from the Saloum River
Choice between wild fruits from classified forests and those from the Saloum Sea
Choice between the rhythm of the ocean waves and the silence of the Saloum mangroves
Choice between modern buildings facing the ocean and the fisher huts of the Saloum
Choice between leaving the mainland and staying in the islands without cars or pollution
Her early childhood was lost in the sensual songs of birds and the morning breeze of the Saloum Sea.
Riding canoe through the bolongs, picking oyster on the fine sand of the Saloum River
Meditation in the desert island of Sangomar for a better future of the children of Saloum
She decided and her choice was to stay; stay to challenge this uncertain future in the Saloum
She stayed to change things, to shake up hierarchies, to awaken the demons of Saloum.
Changing the living conditions of women by refusing fatality in this terror that is Saloum
Shaking up hierarchies to give the chance to those who need it for a better Saloum
Awakening the demons of the depths of the islands to protect the Saloum
While the discoveries of oil and gas in this delta Saloum were announced
She worried for the future generations facing this exploitation in the Saloum
And she raised her voice to awaken everyone’s consciousness in her native Saloum
She felt a witness deep inside her and a voice that spoke to her about Saloum’s future.
Having no time to share it, not having the strength to articulate it, Alima Sarr lit a flame and extinguished herself.