Sunday, February 5, 2012

Unexpected Gifts

Ancestor’s gifts
Rages inside me
Rearing ideas
Like blood in my veins
Their labour’s wages
My hands stain
I refrain from
Carrying their pain

Ancestor’s gifts
Celebrates inside me
Praising concepts
Like the lines on my face
Their labours’ victories
My laughter infiltrate
I remain strong
Wearing their gain

Ancestor’s gifts
Rises inside me
Seeking outlets
Like the grey streaks in my hair
Their labours’ intensities
My pride infused
I remain seeking
Stronger weekly

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-05.

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