I am from where ever you say I am.
I wont defend my dark skin.
I wont defend the sound of my language or the way I dress.
The more I defend.
The more I explain.
The more I articulate where I am from & how I came to be where I am
The more I expose my historic wounds.
The more chance you get to dig at my truth.
If you must know where I come from.
You must look to the North, the South, the East & the West.
Within and without.
I am the North
I am the South
I am the East
I am the West.
I am all and all is me.
I am the fruits, I am the greens, I am the herbs, I am the spices.
I am the fruit bearing trees & the humble grass.
I am the wind, I am the fire, I am the motherly soil that gives so abundantly & are great.
I am the oceans that churn so deep & I am the dry desert.
I am White, I am Black, I am Asian....I am all.
I am the Eve gene all life stems from.
I am that, I am.
I am life.
I am living water
I am living bread.
I am a mothers cry
I am a babies weep
Yes Sir! All is me.
I am the laughter
I am the tears.
I am happiness
I am sadness
I am the good one & the bad
I am whoever you say I am.
I am me.
No more separation by class, color or creed.
I am the EVE GENE.
I am all. All is me.
I give birth to all life.
All life stems from my lineage.
So Yes Sir!
I am from where ever you say I am because all is me.
Sira Sule Basti
Weston Super Mare, North Somerset