I was born many moons before this day
Do not mistake this black skin for a fool’s coat
And find reason to gossip in dark corners
Wondering, ’ Who I am'
if you take my carefree-ness for a joke
the less you will know me
it is and will be a battle of you own
-to try and define me, -(but do try and see)
I am at war with none and fear none to run
for I won my race and I got the gift of life
“the gift to life”
Yet to live is to love and to love is to live
And my existence began from a planted seed
Conception not a miss-conception
do I feed your curious mind?
Give you questions without answers?
Am I a missing page that excites you to seek and find
‘My purpose’
Read on dear reader, you the navigator of mind
Read on dear reader maybe you will find’
But my story has just begun
And you have just entered into my life’s maze……….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem