I stumble upon my mistakes
like a thief in the night
blindly
without a clue
episodes that repeat
as often as the rain
I am lost
somewhere
within a million raindrops
I exist
but to die
my footprint visible
only in death
I am
the progeny
of a thousand sons
borne
of a thousand daughters
darkened of the earth
I am
alpha and omega
pharos to the pharaohs
I am lost
yet
I am found
desecrated
and despised
spit upon
and scorned
I am
a constant reminder
of that
which you are not
I am
king of kings
I am black
and I am lost