Who I Am

              Who I am, Lord?
        You know me more than I know me
      for You see and understand the part or
        side of me, I do not.
  I was nurtured with love, attentive care in my
  early childhood by Mommy, the aunt who raised me,
    grandparents and other aunts and
  their support laid the foundation of my being.

              I was six, when
        my parents and two brothers came
      to live with us and I discerned that not 
        everyone will like you
  and life is unfair through Mama, my own mother.
  She was cold, distant and did not care about me.
    Never understood why, but learned
  to accept to respect and obey my mother.

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