From Whence I Came

Am I to be called Black or African American?

The uniqueness of our blackness
African and more
I will never settle for
Just a color
Just a shade
I know my blood bleeds African ancestry
And my heart beats American complexities
Of erased identities
But I dance to the rhythm of a Kingdom many know not of
Embrace my sunkissed skin
Uniqueness circulating within
Manifesting in cocoa hues and jovial tunes
Copied by the masses
There are no passes here
No ignoring from whence I came
No buying into the false redefining of a people
Who have been taught ignorance on subjects of lineage, legacy, inheritance and the like
Self seeking, self sufficient, self absorbed mindsets
Lead to self sabotage
Transatlantic explosions of yesterday
Have evolved to poverty implosions of today
I refuse to drink the orphans koolaid
I have a Mother Land who birthed me
A forgiven brother who raised me
A heavenly Father who knew and knows me
I have homes to whom I belong
In time
And in eternity

Reviews

[boygene borice]

Awesome. I love it when a person appreciates who they,where they are. This poems speaks a lot in few words.

[Tinasha LaRayé]

thank you so much for reading and commenting. I truly appreciate your words. Yes, it is so important to know your identity!

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

When so much of the value in tradition and memories in our society, it can be hard to find
the way to understand one's self when you feel as though you have no history. Learning to love
yourself is a beautiful thing. We can be too busy trying to find ourselves sometimes to realize that
we are not lost...and the part of us that is convinced that we are lost comes from rejecting ourselves. Beautiful piece.

[Tinasha LaRayé]

Thank you for your awesome words and for taking the time to share them. So glad you enjoyed the piece. Thanks for reading!