I Am From...

This is a poem describing where I am from in many senses. Spiritually, ancestrally, physically, and in other ways as well.

I am from where waves meet shore, where the canoes go to rest.

I am from she of the boundless fortitude, where survival is the test.

I am from the wings outspread, black as night, woven into eternity.

I am from the void before, the spark of animation, given to me.

I am from, the jailers of the innocent, the slaughter so infamous.

I am from the other side, the damned that were jailed, ancestry so incongruous.

I am from my own desire, becoming what was made of me, in life’s crucible.

I am from the funeral pyre, the epic love, so horrible.

I am from, the time before, when men walked the land in harmony.

I am from, the time right now; free to be who ever I wish to be.

I am from, the family so far apart.

I am from, the family so close together.

I am from, both light and darkness of the heart.

I am from, the single moment that lasts forever.

I am from, the land removed from time.

I am from, where normal is a state of mind.

I am from, the padded cells, barely restrained insanity.

I am from, the values of soul, both retribution and honesty.

I am from, the lunar signs, born of magic and fantasy.

I am from, the iron and blood, entrenched so firmly in reality.

I am from, pain within and pain without.

I am from, the strength beyond measure, filled with faith, but not devout.

I am from, the cultures of man, doors wide open, and never shut.

I am from, the mixing of blood, well and truly an average mutt.

I am from where the shadow crests, a single light against the dark.

I am from, the bastion of humanity, a roaring inferno, in an arc.

Author's Note

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