Who Am I?

Walking this road of self discovery a lost my mind a wounded soul Who am I? Where do I come from?

What is my true nationality?

I was told I was African American that my ancestors came from Africa tricked by the Europeans

ENSLAVED STOLEN BEATEN RAPED KILLED

stripped from their heritage and given a religion by force I was angry

Why has this happened to my people? Then I was told I was black Webster describes black as without light of darkness

Without light of darkness sounds like Webster's just called me a demon

Confused as to why I accepted such a title Because I have witnessed a person without light and trapped by the darkness I've seen the color black which is not the color I see

The mirror show the reflection of a brown woman

Brown define by mixing the colors Red Yellow and Black as of Darkwood or rich soil and I accept that

Yes I'm a mixture of the earth I just want to know what ingredients were added to make me

Not to get things confused I love the skin I'm in I have heard people say at one time Black was considered pure of the highest and my soul longs to read these books to trace my roots and find the beginning of me before the end of me