I came from a world
Where my identity is my pain
They say I am a little girl
I am so feeble

I came from a world
Where my identity aches me
They say I’m a woman
I am as fragile as an egg
I can only offer food, feeds and feelings

I came from a world
Where my colour is my fear
They say I’ m black as a charcoal
Is my heart as black as they say?
No, they don’t know
That black is the colour of the soil
Soil that multiply seed

My identity, my fear
Fear that frightens my fearless feelings
Of who I am
I have come to accept my selfhood
It is mine, not theirs

©Caristas