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I CRAWL OUT FROM BEHIND THE BUSH
AND FIND MYSELF INTO THE CITY STREET,
VERY SOON I HEAR ANCESTRAL CRYING ALOUD
UNAFRAID, CLEAR TRAFFIC, CANNOT FEEL THE SUN'S HEAT.
I THEN BEG MY SWEATY HANDS TO GO BACK TO SAFETY
BUT MY COLOR BLENDS IN WITH THE EARTH,
SHADOWS OF KINSHIP NEAR AND FAR APPEAR
HELPING ME TO JUSTIFY MY UNWAVERING SELF WORTH.
EYES OF MY HEART AND BRAIN AND SPIRIT JUMPS
CAUTIOUS, YET I'M AT EASE TO ENJOY THE DANGER,
SIMON SAYS- RED LIGHT GREEN LIGHT- HIDE AND SEEK,
NO DEATH NO MOURNING, I PLAY-- GOD'S NO STRANGER.
Wm. J. aka --BlakMista--
