Saturday, March 15, 2008

Poem: Growth

Another day has passed
again
and I feel a new man,
the man I used to be.
My father drinks
and that's not me.
Baba abuses opiates
and that's not me.
Ebony needed Cannabis
and that's not me.
With the help of my ancestors
I remember myself
and grow into my truth.

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