Family Chain

I was born
where did I come from 
who do I look like, reflect
mom, dad, siblings
forgetting
that it is a small world with a big family
that I have inherited my skin, facial features 
produced by the make up of an ancestor
who?
my grandmother
brown skin, beautiful, healthy
me
I resemble someone who is of great thought 
contribution to the past
I have someone to fit in with, to bond, to listen
a mission 
to carry the strength that a woman expresses like no other
to bring life of another, version of me 
I can now see where I belong
as the rhythm of a beat, to seek
a woman who is pure, not new
but true, to the roots 
like no other, except for...
my grandmother
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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