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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Every morning When I glance into the mirror I look deep inside Deeper than my subtly-thinning hair Deeper than my raven beard Deeper than my mocha complexion Laden with marks Of life's wear and tear And high cheek bones I see multitudes From across the hemispheres Different yet united I listen intently For each of my ancestors Have a story to tell me And a lesson I must learn. I see a people Of melodic turn-of-phrase And flowing, colorful garments Who were snatched from their homelands eons ago Stripped of culture Stripped of language Stripped almost of dignity Yet their eyes remain upward to their Maker And they endure with longsuffering, song and dance As they wait for their dawn They are teaching me patience. I see a people With years of history and tradition on their shoulders And the ability to adapt to new environments Share their culture And integrate the culture Of the stranger And yet, for all their acclaimed civilization They are driven from their farms and Forced to a territory far away And with others they have never met before Even so They hold on to their identity And learn harmony with their other red cousins They are teaching me coexistence. I see a people Whose island And the fables, customs, and faith therein Mean the world to them. They would have it for themselves And not let empires dictate how they pray And the language they speak Though outnumbered and outgunned They defended what was theirs for centuries And would not leave Except to keep their children fed Yet they never kindled the light of hope Of someday being free Rejoicing, singing, and dancing When the enemy finally Became tired of beating a boulder And decided to let them be They are teaching me persistence. I see a people Who for hundreds of years And thousands of miles Travelled southward Not looking for a final resting place But wanting to hunt the buffalo And enjoy the land that sustains them Even so Their enemies wanted them to stay in one place Wear their clothes And eat the food they give them They resisted And would not surrender Until they lost everything else that mattered to them Yet even for decades after Their enemies marveled and shivered At the mention of their name They are teaching me strength. I see a people Who stand straight Honor time And study the details many deem mundane They make music Build cathedrals And create theories of philosophy. They drink the best and eat hearty meats and breads They drove away the southeastern encroachers And safeguarded their continent Only, in a period of desperation and madness Allowed their leader to take more than what they earned Only to lose what they had earned. Yet in their humility They rebuilt They began again And is now a beacon of the world They are teaching me pride. These people, these multitudes Have taught me much About heritage And about myself. They have gained much They have lost must They have regained They are ascending They are in a holding pattern But they soldier on And so must I When I listen to my ancestors I listen to myself
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