They ask what I am
As if they could draw a map
On my skin
Paved by my color
My hair
And my name
But even I can’t trace the path.
I’m a mutt of people
Lost
In time
And yet I am here.
And I am human.
Is that not enough?
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC
They ask what I am
As if they could draw a map
On my skin
Paved by my color
My hair
And my name
But even I can’t trace the path.
I’m a mutt of people
Lost
In time
And yet I am here.
And I am human.
Is that not enough?