Revelation

It just struck me I am not like you I don’t know your story And I don’t understand mine But mine is something Time can’t erase Logic cannot house Life cannot contain This revelation struck me Just today I am an African I could be pain I could be blood mingled with tears I could be a thousand voices crying I could be the scars etched across generations I could be the hard, dry dirt brown earth I could be many things I can be a bird soaring unfetter across an ever-blue sky I can be a dance of rhythm woven with song I can be a soft candle’s glow hushed by a starry night I can be a whisper between blades of elephant grass I can be arms outstretched to embrace all there is A smile lit like a beacon, ever shining in a constant storm I can be all these things All these feelings All these emotions All these stories Like drops of water In my ever full well of life water I can be so much I have been so much I am so much more It struck me just now I am African And of course, I’m proud.