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"Poetry Is Life!"

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I am Poetry
A product of who I am
From the womb of woman in which I came
And from the dust of man I was
Transformed into the person that I am
Who am I… I am Poetry
A rainbow of many…
I am Life

My preparation of my existence began from the
Region of Central Africa to the Region of East Africa
And from the Region of the Horn of Africa
To the Indian Ocean Islands
My existence continued from Southern Africa to West Africa
And to the undiscovered land of my Aboriginal Australian ancestors

I am different from you and you from me
So when you look at me, you will see a difference in my body structure,
my height, my hair, my lips and my sharp slanted eyes
My pecan tan skin tone is simply a mixture of my rainbow ancestors; these
features I inherited from my ancestors, my mother and my father

My voice tone is deep when I speak
I guess this is the boldness of my ancestors that dwells within me,
that speaks through me, in remembrance of them
My pride guides my footsteps in a straight formation;
head up, eye to eye contact to whomever I meet
This too I inherited from my ancestors,
the bloodline of Kings and Queens and Warriors – this is me

I am Poetry
From the womb of woman in which I came
And from the dust of man I was
Transformed into the person that I am

Who am I… I am Poetry
The past, the present and the future
I am only one of the
Finished products of my ancestors
I am a rainbow of many…
I am beautiful…
I am Life…

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