Spirit

Spirit Their spirit Graced Africa Their obsidian skin glistened And illuminated their way Their sweat The bread of their labor Nourished the earth Their beads and body art The pride of their tribe Their bodies instruments of the almighty God Their days ritualized In communion with their brothers And the world beyond the clouds They received rain Washing away their tears And soothing their pain Struggle overcome The thunder clapped And lightening photographed The gift of life Within its heart Bigger is their cause Their scars, Their mark Their narrative A seed deeply ingrained Inside it’s kin The essence of the wild Their swimming in the Nile Their children they begot Their kingdom on the other side Magnificent Their fountain Overflowing with abundance My destiny written in their hands Marckincia Jean Free verse 07/21/19