Woo! Wow! There Goes A Pedigree Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Woo! Wow! There Goes A Pedigree



This bloodline that flows in you, so you,
Came from rare combinations pure.
This personal strain you carry daily,
Whose lineage long has brought you
Here to read about yourself and what
You stand for is the whisper of someone
In your family tree. They are telling you
That you come from a special place where
Descent and descend do not mean one thing.
You ascended into this space you call a world
In a time of extraction from a bloodline rare,
So rare that it has no double, for nobody
Who stands on two legs has your gifts.

Your extraction was like rare coffee from
Saint Helena, so rare that it is not available
Even on the island where it is grown. Yours
Is a long story, filled with obstacles and trials,
For a rare thing is hard to grow, ask the
Coffee growers of the most expensive
Coffee in the world. Your background
Has no back to look back at, for you
Face forward always and look at the
End of this life of yours and say, what
A life! What a love! What a Pedigree!
You are so special, words fail even
Poets who try to tell you to get up and
Keep running, for with your eyes on
The finish line, people will know and
See the end of the last strides of the
Special, done deal you came here to
Be. It is still time to run against the wind,
Pure breed, real and rare for in you
Is a person special.

If you doubt what I say, try to answer this
One question: how many special people
Are in your lineage from way back who
Passed on the flow of blood that runs in
You now? If you lose count when answering
This question, I win so take the truth
And use it for what it does. They say
It came to set us free, so that we can use
The freedom to breathe and do the best
unhindered by the traps that lay in our way.
Get rid of the traps, by telling them one
phrase, 'I am a Pedigree, I breath Pedigree
Walk and talk Pedigree. I will get to the finish
Line Pedigree. Unleash your good strain,
It lies dormant for you had not heard these
Words, let alone this time when you can
say them to yourself daily.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: challenges,hope,life
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